Copyright (c) 2023, Harry Irvine Monk
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Synopsis: Harry and Eve meet on the dating scene, a normal adult couple. They agree to attempt a relationship free from inhibition or fear, leading them to discover theatrical roleplay as a means of sexual exploration. When they start to blur the lines between fantasy and reality, can they still see the distance between morality and depravity, sanity and madness?
Warning: This work of erotic fiction contains heterosexual adult sex, role played sexual violence, role played themes of slavery, underage sex and elements that could be considered incest.
The glare of headlights reflected off the dark, wet road on my evening drive over to Eve's house. We had met on an online dating site, it was nothing serious. She was twenty eight, a pretty enough face, slim with big boobs and had that kind of Gothic aesthetic I was attracted to, over the top dark eye makeup and dark lips. She was covered in numerous tattoos, all of which she had designed herself. We had met for two weekends in a row and had sex a each time. She was disappointingly vanilla. I guess I had hoped with her non-conventional look that she might be wild in the bedroom, but that hadn't turned out to be the case. I was expecting things to fizzle out soon, but for this evening I was committed.
I pulled up in her driveway and knocked on the front door. She opened it smiling, "Hi Harry, come in," she said, and we hugged briefly before I followed her into the sitting room.
She took a full wine glass from the glass table and sat on the sofa, sitting back and crossing her legs. She wore a tight black dress, short with black stockings. Her leg tattoos were barely visible through the black stockings. Only the tattoos on her neck were clearly visible, red and orange flames disappearing beneath the neckline of her dress below which I knew filled out into large dragon wrapping partially around her chest down to her hips.
Her overall look suggested horny and filthy to me, the thing I had found attractive in the first place. I realised now, that had just been wishful thinking. I took the remaining glass of wine and sat on the sofa next to her.
I smiled at her, "You look..."
"I've lied to you," she said, interrupting me, looking directly into my eyes.
I paused for a moment to allow her to continue. She didn't. "Lied to me? It can't be anything too serious, we've only known each other for a couple of weeks, not even enough time to have said that much to each other."
She bit her bottom lip. "No, not so much in what I've said to you Harry. It's more," she looked away from me for a moment and then back, "it's more what I haven't said, and," she looked away again seeming to consider.
"And what?".
She remained staring into the distance for a moment and then met my eyes again. "What I haven't said, and how I've been, trying to be on best behaviour, be polite, normal. Fuck. I don't know. Trying to live up your standards I guess."
"My standards?" I said. "What standards, I haven't even suggested I have any standards," I said smiling.
"Oh you know what I mean. You're well adjusted, successful, wealthy. That just isn't my background, you know? I think I fucked up when we first met, I tried to be something I'm not, not intentionally, it just happened. Fucking stupid. I'd promised myself the next person I met I'd just be me, be honest. But, well, that's easy to say."
I smiled more deeply, "I'm not clear on what you're trying to tell me here, Eve."
"I've got a young daughter, for a start," she said.
I shrugged, "That's absolutely not a problem," I said. I meant it. "We've known each other for two weeks, Eve, you don't need to give me a CV, a family tree and your life history on the first date. That's not how this works." I smiled. "Two people meet, they spend time together, talk, fuck. Do they get on? Does it feel good? Do they want to spend more time together? And then things move one step at a time. There's no pressure."
Eve stared at me. Her green eyes with dark, thick eye makeup and dark purple streaks in her long black hair which fell forwards over her shoulders down to her large boobs. A plunging neckline exposing pale, bulging cleavage, rising and falling with her breath. Just those eyes made me want to fuck her right there on the sofa.
"This isn't who I am," she said.
How bad can it be? I thought. Unbidden I imagined Eve declare that she was actually a man, this caused momentary anxiety, I brushed the ridiculous notion aside. "You're not a, sexy as hell, twenty eight year old women?" I asked? It was meant to be a lighthearted rhetorical question, but I noticed my subconscious seemed to have found a way to express its irrational fear. I smiled more broadly, this time at myself.
Eve smiled too. "This," she gestured at her body, "is who am at least. But when it comes to what I say, and do, there's things I hide, I can't help it."
I nodded, "That's not just you, Eve. That's human nature. We all do that. We don't meet new people and suddenly gush out all our deepest and darkest fears and desires, our fetishes and perversions, our hopes and dreams."
"Why not?" she asked.
I reflected for a moment, sipping my wine. "Fear," I said. "Fear of judgement, rejection, ridicule. Fear of making ourselves vulnerable to another who may then hurt us, reject us. Everyone is afraid." I frowned, I was being too serious. "It's not like when we first met, I shook your hand and blurted out 'Pleased to meet you Eve, my name is Harry, your eyes are so fucking sexy I have a burning urge for you to stick your finger in my ass and massage my balls, while I wank myself off all over your face.'"
Eve raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly, "You didn't say you liked things in your ass."
"That's missing my point a bit," I said, chuckling.
Eve looked serious again and said, "I just want to start a relationship being honest, you know? But I feel that I already fucked that up."
"I'll make you a promise," I said.
"What promise?" she asked.
"I promise you that there is nothing that you can say or do for which I will judge you, subject you to obloquy, or reject you," I said.
"What does 'obloquy' mean?"
"Condemn you or take the piss," I said.
She nodded and gazed into her now almost empty wineglass, pausing. "What if I wanted to piss on you?"
"I'm up for giving it a go."
"What if I wanted to shit on you?" she asked.
"I said I wouldn't judge you or take the piss, but that doesn't mean I will necessarily agree with you or participate in everything you want to do. I don't fancy that one," I said.
"Nor me," she said, "I was just testing."
"So, what do you think?" I asked. "Why don't we commit to be utterly honest and open with each other. No limits. Nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed or fearful of. No thought out of bounds. No judgement."
"Easy to say," she said, downing the remainder of her wine and reaching over to place the empty glass on the side table.
"Look, I'm not who you think I am either. No one is who you think they are. We all have secret inner selves we keep hidden away. We can both lay ourselves bare. I'm totally up for that. What's the worst that can happen?"
She stared into my eyes for a long while in silence. "A leap of faith?"
I nodded.
"Put that down," she said, gesturing at the now empty wineglass I held. She uncrossed her legs and leaned further back in the sofa.
I put the glass on the table and looked at her.
"Come here," she said, patting her lap.
As I moved over to her she guided me into the position she wanted. Kneeling on the sofa, one leg either side of her. My now bulging jeans in front of her face. She undid my belt and started to unbutton my jeans.
"What about dinner?" I asked, looking down at her.
She finished unbuttoning my jeans and pulled them down. I wasn't wearing any underwear and my hard cock sprang out hitting her chin on the way. She looked up at me, a seductive and mischievous expression on her face. She slowly pushed her middle finger into her mouth and sucked on it for a moment before removing it dripping with saliva. She gently traced her wet finger down my balls and underneath my scrotum, then onward bringing it to rest, pressing firmly on my arsehole. With her other hand she cupped my balls and began to gently massage them.
"Dinner," she said, "can wait." She slowly pushed her wet finger inside my arsehole. My cock throbbed. "First I need you to 'wank yourself off all over my face while I massage your balls and you stare into my fucking sexy eyes'," she said smiling. She slowly opened her mouth and pushed out her tongue.
I smiled, grabbed my cock and started to stoke it.
Saliva was starting to drip off the end of her tongue and down her dress. She withdrew it and still staring up at me quietly said, "Would you like to treat me like a submissive slut, Harry? Do you want to use me? Do you want to use my face, my mouth?"
"What's your daughters name I asked?" This was a thought arising from a very delayed reaction to Eve's earlier disclosure. I silently cursed myself for the terrible timing.
"Alice," she said, "She's at her grandmothers. Now shut the fuck up and cum on my face." She opened her mouth, stuck out her dripping tongue again and began to move her wet finger in and out of my arsehole as she continued to massage my balls.
I shut up and concentrated on obliging her. Concentrated on those dark, sexy, pleading eyes. Concentrated on her pulsating, dripping, awaiting tongue. The feeling of her tickling my balls and that finger, more and more insistently pushing in and out of my arsehole.
With one hand hammering my cock I reached down under her chin with my other, gently taking her by the throat and slightly raising her face. She smiled as best she could with her tongue hanging out. "I'm going to cum all over your face you dirty slut," I said.
She pushed her tongue out further.
I continued to try my best to cum as fast a possible. After a while she removed her hand from my balls and my hand from her throat and moved her head so her outstretched tongue was licking my balls, covering them in wet saliva. I groaned with pleasure. Her finger was still in and out of my arsehole. We continued like that for a while.
My cock and arsehole were throbbing. I was getting close. Eve pulled her finger out of my ass and slid downwards on the sofa at the same time pulling my body forward so her upturned face was now underneath my balls between my legs. I felt something hot and wet probe around my anus and then push firmly into it.
"Oh yeah, you dirty bitch, stick that tongue in my arsehole," I said hammering even faster on my cock.
She obliged, pushing her tongue hard and tongue fucking my arsehole for a while. Then she started to take long, wet licks from my arsehole to my scrotum. Slowly at first, and then faster. "Give me your cum, Harry, " she said between licks. "I want it all over my face, dripping out of my mouth. God, fucking give it to me."
I couldn't take it any more. "I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum," I said.
She pushed herself up and re-positioned herself in her original position, head back and pushed her finger once again into my arsehole and held my balls with her other hand. "Choke me while you cum on my face, Harry. Treat me like the slut you want me to be," she said, and then once more stuck her dripping tongue as far as she could.
I reached down and took her by the throat, firmer this time. "Yes, you bitch, take this fucking cum."
Her finger in my ass moved faster and faster. Saliva pouring now from her tongue, the front of her dress soaked.
"You want this cum on your face you slut?" I asked, "You want my cum in your mouth?"
She nodded and gave sounds of affirmation. Her eyes pleading.
An intense wave of tingling radiated from my cock, out across my body to every part of me. I squeezed her throat harder. In that moment she looked like the most sexual, beautiful creature I had ever seen. Desire surged in me. I felt like I wanted to fuck those pleading eyes into oblivion. "Oh fuck," I said. She gave a muffled sound that would have been a laugh if her tongue wasn't hanging out and my hand wasn't squeezing her throat. I started to shoot my hot cum all over her face. The explosive feeling in my cock rushing up my body, through my heart and bursting from my mouth as a roar. "Fucking take it," I shouted, "take that cum you fucking, dirty, bitch." Wave after wave of cum shot over her face and over her tongue into her mouth.
She kept her tongue out, my cum now running out of her mouth, down her tongue, dripping. I kept stroking my cock until it became too sensitive. With reluctance, the moment over too quickly, I released her throat and my own cock and sighed, staring down at her. Eve had stopped moving her finger but kept it in my ass, she was still gently and slowly massaging my balls.
She closed her mouth and looked like she was rearranging its contents. She grinned widely and laughed. My cum started to run from the corners of her mouth, winding its way down her jaw and neck as she stared up at me. "You should have been honest when we first met and asked for that right away," she said, grinning.
All I could do was stare at her. Her dark eyes, my cum running down her face. I shook my head slowly, "Fuck," I said and sighed again, "fuck."
My cock was starting to soften and Eve's eyes watched as it moved slowly downward. Once within range, she opened her mouth and sucked it in. Sucking and licking it down to my balls, cleaning it completely. Once done she let my cock fall from her mouth and looked back up at me.
"So," she said, pushing her finger that had remained in my arsehole all the way in as far as it would go, "what would have been the second thing you would have said me when we first met if we were being honest and open?"
I was suddenly feeling a lot more optimistic about this new relationship.
Eve and I continued to see each other at weekends for the next few months. We continued our slow exploration of each other, with our effort at an uninhibited approach to expressing ourselves. We had consciously affirmed that we did not need to hide or censor any aspects of ourselves, that anything could be brought to the surface without judgement, with acceptance at least, even if not with agreement or shared enjoyment. This unfolded as any relationship tends to, gradually revealing to one another aspects of ourselves, desires, thoughts, feelings, and fears. As our time together increased we both tested this pact and learned we could trust in it. We both honoured the spirit and intent of our agreement, and became ever more confident in the others acceptance of our sharing of inner parts of ourselves.
Even so, there is only so much time available and events naturally proceed one at a time. After a few months, we were likely not much different than any other couple that had been together for a similar amount of time.
Our meetings had thus far remained effectively dinner dates. We had not shared too much about our day to day lives, not met family or friends, not travelled far or engaged in many activities. Like many fledgling relationships, we were focused mainly on entertainment, an escape from the day to day of life. Entertainment that we mostly found through, food, drink and sex.
It was a Saturday evening in early November when I knocked on Eve's door for our latest rendezvous. There was no answer. After a while of knocking I tried the front door handle. It opened. I entered.
The lights in the house were off except for a warm glow coming from the direction of the sitting room door. I removed my shoes and walked slowly towards the light. As I approached I saw the light was coming from numerous large candles placed around the room. When I got to the door the entire scene was revealed to me.
Around the edges of the room were large floor standing wax candles, wax running down onto the wood laminate flooring of the room. In the middle of the room, on the floor, was chalked a large pentagram, around which numerous esoteric symbols were also chalked. Elemental symbols and the letters of unknown alphabets. A candle stood at each of the points of the pentagram. In the middle of the pentagram kneeled Eve. Her head was bowed and she was naked save for a metal collar around her neck. She was sitting back on her feet. Her hands were pressed together in front of her breasts as if in prayer. The bright colours of her dragon tattoo emphasised by the flickering candle light. The scene before me looked to be a work of art. I recognised it. This was the scene from one of my own fantasies that Eve and I had discussed.
Eve enjoyed being the one in charge of creating the environment and setting the scene for our adventures. Whether it was from my fantasies or hers or a melding of ours together, she enjoyed being the one to make them real. She had genuine artistic talent and a love of the theatrical.
As I looked around the room my cock began to throb. I knew this fantasy, it was mine after-all, and therefore I knew the possible plots and and the events that could occur. It was exciting, the thrill of seeing this scene, knowing what Eve was consenting to, knowing what she wanted to participate in.
As I removed all my clothes and tossed them into the hallway, Eve remained motionless. I stood there naked in the doorway with a pulsating erection for a while, looking at her. At the top of both of her legs were tattoos around her thighs which resembled suspenders, even though I knew they were actually bands containing many small images. Her large breasts were firm and high and raised and fell slowly. Her black hair was wavy with some braiding and shot through with dark purple as usual, mostly over her back but some fell forward over her shoulders and reached down to her breasts.
I had summoned a succubus and bound it to my will. A demon of raging sexual hunger, subdued, submissive, obedient. The demon would be boiling with rage and hunger under the surface, but now powerless to act on it's own, it could only obey my will, as the magician with the dark arts who had summoned and bound it. It was praying. It was praying to me, it's lord and master. I smiled and my cock throbbed.
As I walked over towards Eve, she raised her head and opened her eyes. She wore elaborate and dark Gothic makeup, deep dark eyes and cheeks with a tiny blue jewel on her forehead. She hissed and snarled at me. I stopped and my cock throbbed even harder. Her eyes went to my cock and she tilted her head to one side, gazing at it, watching it pulsate.
The scene before me and her appearance in particular was so erotic I thought I might actually cum before I even got anywhere near her. I had never experienced anything like this. I was sure as hell not going to waste the opportunity.
"Hiss all you like demon, you have no power here. I have brought you forth only to satisfy my own desires. You will act as I bid you act, I will use your body in any manner I desire and when I am finished with you I will banish you back to the hell from whence you came."
The demon raised her eyes to mine and straightened her neck, arched her back and narrowed her eyes at me. An almost imperceptible snarl appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Do you doubt me?" I asked. "Perhaps you have not yet realised, or can not yet believe, that your power and will could be bound subservient to mine? A demonstration then."
I moved forward to stand just outside of the pentagram. Her snarl grew and turned once again into a long, angry hiss. "You will not harm me," I said, and a slight shiver ran through the muscles of her body. "You will put your hands behind your back."
She did so, and I walked forward into the magic circle until my throbbing cock was a few inches from her face. "You will open your mouth," I said, taking my cock in my hand. She opened her mouth and her eyes came up to meet mine, defiance remaining behind them, but mouth open all the same. I smiled and slowly pushed my cock into her open mouth. Her demonic thirst took over and she immediately began to hungrily suck my cock as if it was the first meal of a starving woman. Her tongue lapping around it, sticking out of her mouth even as my cock pushed deeper. Grunting along with moans of pleasure and frustration issued forth and she became wilder and wilder. I withdrew my cock from her mouth and backed slightly away.
Her mouth and tongue continued to work in frustration and she stared at my cock. Then she stilled, her mouth opening as wide as it could and her tongue hanging out as far as possible. She stayed like that, staring at my pulsating cock, drool sliding from her tongue down onto her breasts, running down her flat stomach and disappearing between her legs.
I watched her for a while. Slowly stroking my cock with one hand. I thought I might cum immediately, such was my excitement from this roleplay, so I decided to detour for a while. "Close your mouth demon," I said. She did so and looked into my eyes.
"Sit back and show me your pussy," I said.
She adjusted her position to sit, leaning back, supporting herself with her hands on the floor behind her. She slowly spread her legs.
Her pussy was completely shaven and glistened with some sort of oil. "Spread your pussy lips," I said.
She reached forward with one hand and gently spread her pussy lips. Her pussy was wet, both from the line of saliva that had wound its way down there, but wet with her own pussy juices. I was so desperate with a burning desire to just fuck her and cum as fast as possible it was almost impossible to resist. I needed a distraction.
Looking around I saw a half empty wine bottle over to one side of the room. I picked it up, emptying it's remaining contents into the nearby wine glasses. I returned to the demon brandishing the bottle.
"Push this bottle into your pussy," I said, holding out the bottle.
She took the bottle and rolled the end around in the saliva on her belly, then rubbed it up and down her pussy, the bottle becoming slick and wet. She lay down on her back with her legs spread. I moved to stand between her legs, looking down at her with the magic circle and candles glowing around us. She reached down with one hand and placed the bottle tip against her open pussy and began to push it slowly in. In and out she gradually worked the bottle deeper and deeper until it was in halfway up the bottle's shoulder.
"Fuck yourself with the bottle," I said, and she started to slowly move the bottle in and out of her pussy.
I looked down watching the bottle go in and out for a while. When I looked to her face, her eyes were locked on mine. I stepped over her body towards her head and turned around so my feet were either side of her head and I could watch the bottle continue it's rhythmic in and out. I squatted down, presenting my ass to her face and grabbed her tits.
"Lick my arsehole while I watch you fuck yourself with the bottle," I said. I immediately felt her hot wet tongue find my anus, circling it at first, then flicking it quickly, then a more frenetic sloppy licking and hard probing as if she was trying to get inside with her tongue. She continued then to wetly lick my arsehole in long strokes, never ceasing the movement of the bottle.
This was absolutely divine agony. "Fuck yourself harder," I commanded. Her thrusting became more aggressive. Squelching noises arising from her pussy, moans and whines from her mouth between licks, the soft feel of her breasts.
I would have stayed like that forever, but my feet and legs were starting to hurt. I stood and returned to stand between her legs looking down at her fuck herself with the bottle, fast and hard. The desire to cum was overwhelming, it took all my will not to just grab my cock right then and wank off over her pussy and that bottle. My imagination provided more and more suggestions on how to cum, desperate to find the act that would lead to release, increasing in depravity, searching for that image that would cause my conscious mind to submit and act. It was found.
"Give me the bottle," I said. She pulled the bottle out of her now soaking and dripping pussy and held it towards me. I took it and discarded it to one side.
As I turned back to see her laying there on her back, legs spread, pussy dripping on to the floor, arms raised above her head, I couldn't resist tasting the most simple pleasure. I got on the floor between her legs and then slowly pushed my cock into her hot pussy until I was fully inside her. Propping myself up with my hands on the floor beside her and just held there, still, looking into her eyes. She looked back at me, motionless. My eyes moved over her her arms and arm pits, her breasts, her neck and returned to rest on her eyes. She hissed. My cock throbbed deep in her pussy. I stayed like that, motionless except for the throbbing of my cock, which gradually became more and more insistent, until I couldn't take it any more.
I withdrew my cock a stood up. "Stand up, demon," I said, "and move to one side."
She stood and moved out of the way. I took her place and sat on the floor and then laid down on my back where she had been. "Come here and stand over my cock," I said.
She moved so she stood over me, one foot to either side of my waist, her pussy directly above my cock, which continued to throb insistently.
"Now succubus you will follow my commands exactly," I said. "Crouch down and rub your pussy over the tip of my cock." She did so, her hips moving so the tip of my cock passed back and forth between her pussy lips. I couldn't contain my orgasm for long now.
"I need to feel an explosion of cum demon," I said, "I need a rush of hot wetness to overwhelm and lose myself in. I need rage and release and penetration and fluid and chaos and desire." I was rambling I knew, I just desperately needed to cum with a burning feeling of making it dirty and animal.
She adjusted position to kneeling rather than balance on the balls of her feet, but didn't stop rubbing my cock with her pussy.
"I'm going to come soon," I said, "just before I cum you're going to piss on my cock and balls. Flood hot piss over me, then you're going to plunge your pussy down on to my cock and I'm going to shoot my hot cum inside you as you keep pissing all over my cock. I'll be cumming in your pussy as you're pissing." I almost came just saying this.
She hissed, but carried on rubbing her pussy on my cock. I got closer and closer, watching her breasts swing back and forth and her pussy move up and down. The moment came.
"Now you demon bitch, I am going to cum." She stopped moving her hips, a short pause and then a hot stream of piss shot all over my stomach, my cock and my balls. "Fuck," I said. She plunged over herself down over my cock, burying it deep inside her. I started to shoot hot cum inside her immediately as I looked down to see her still pissing, pools running over my belly, her pussy dripping wet. The hotness and wetness from her running over me as the hot wetness of my cum pumped into her. I roared and pushed my hips up and my head back. The world faded briefly to darkness as repeated shouts escaped my lips with each thrust of my hips and pulsation of my cock. So hot, so wet, so dirty. The intensity started to fade and I raised my head to look up at her riding me. One of her hands was between her legs, the other massaging one of her breasts. Her pussy pulsated on my cock. She rubbed herself back and forth on my cock, her back arching. Her eyes narrowed and she hissed loudly. My cock throbbing, pushing out the last of my cum. Until there was no more. My head dropped back, I closed my eyes. Stillness and silence, pulsating warmth, wetness.
I floated for a while like that, time passed. Eventually I opened my eyes. "Holy fucking shit," I said, "I think I'm going to need therapy to get over this. I fucking love you, you crazy bitch." I looked up at Eve.
She smiled down at me, her pussy still gripping my now soft cock. "Get over it later, for now shift, I need to clean this place up before my floor gets fucked up."
Things continued in much the same way. There was give and take and although each of us certainly did things purely for the others enjoyment from time to time, more often than not we explored indulgences and pleasures that we both enjoyed together.
One Sunday morning in January we had got up and were sitting in the kitchen having a cup of coffee, about to start discussing ideas for our next meeting. "Harry," said Eve, sipping her coffee from across the dining table, "somethings come up."
I felt a flash of trepidation, this was unusual. "Oh? What's up?" I asked, putting my own mug of coffee down on the table and folding my hands in front of me.
"My mum is going away for time, like a long time, a three month trip around the world."
I considered this. I couldn't see the problem and I shrugged, "So what?" I asked, slightly shaking my head.
"So, my mum, Alice's grandmother, is not going to be around. That means Alice is going to be around, at the weekends, right, she'll be at home."
"Right," I said, "I see." I hadn't met Eve's mother or her daughter Alice. She hadn't spoken much about them and I hadn't asked. We had being enjoying our relationship as a purely sexual escape, it had suited both of us I guess. Was this then the end? Was Eve about to tell me it's all over? I had been enjoying our time together so much I had never once considered things changing. "So, does that mean you can't get to see me?" I asked.
She raised her eyebrows, "Fuck, no, Harry. It means you're going to have to meet Alice and we're going to have to find a way to be a bit quieter for a while. You OK with that?"
Part of me felt that reality was threatening to pierce the veil of the isolated little fantasy world we had created with each other. I felt reluctance, anxiety at the thought of change, of losing what we had. It must have been written across my face.
"You're worried this will change things," she said, "you trust me, so trust me when I tell you this will change nothing."
She was right, I did trust her, completely. We both developed trust in each other as a consequence of our initial pact and the things we'd experienced together. I relaxed. "I trust you," I said nodding, "what happens next?"
"Can you come over earlier next Saturday?" she asked. "Around lunch time, Alice will be here and I can introduce you both. She can get to know you a bit so she feels comfortable seeing you around the house. She's heard a lot about you already, so she already thinks you're a lovely man who looks after her mummy real good."
I raised an eyebrow, "You talk to her about me?"
"Of course, she was bound to meet you one day, I started laying the ground work a while ago so you weren't a sudden surprise, some guy appearing suddenly from nowhere."
I was quiet for a time, eventually taking a deep breath and said, "I've got to be totally honest, there's a small part of me, not the biggest part, but a small part, that feels, I dunno, like it's somehow a very small step towards the mundane."
"Harry, have you ever known me to be mundane?" she asked.
"No," I answered immediately.
She stood and walked around to my side of the table. "I'm not about start," she said. She turned her back to the table and eased herself up to sit on it then shuffled across it so she was sat on the table in front of me with her legs spread wide and her feet hanging off the edge. Her nightdress had ridden up around her hips exposing her hairless pussy, pussy lips naturally spread with the spreading of her legs. There was the smell of sex, and her pussy still had our juices from last nights fucking, in and over it. "Suck my clit," she said, "I need to cum."
I picked up my coffee and started to move it to one side. "No," she said, "you'll need that."
I raised a questioning eyebrow.
"Get your lips and tongue hot from sipping the coffee, suck and lick clit, repeat. Clear?"
She reached over and dipped her middle finger in my coffee. Then she slid her hand under her ass and pushed that finger into her arsehole. "What are you waiting for?" she asked.
I took a sip of coffee and got to it.
The next Saturday I was in the car driving to meet Eve and Alice at lunchtime. It felt a bit strange. I was used to this journey ending with immediate entry to a sexual playground, now I was going to have to play the responsible adult, it felt a bit like work. I pushed these thoughts away. Just take one step at time, this will be fine I thought. Trust the women, she knows what she's doing.
Eve greeted me and we went and sat on the sofa in sitting room. The room was empty except for the two of us. I looked around theatrically, looked at Eve and shrugged.
"Give it a moment," she said.
I sat back in the seat. Almost as soon as I had done so came the thundering sound of pounding feet and into the room came racing the young Alice. She bounded to a halt in front of me, glanced at her mum briefly and then with a cheeky smile pointed at me and declared, "You're Harry!" She giggled.
I was taken with the fact that she was so obviously her mothers daughter. The same long black wavy hair, minus the dark purple streaks. The same lips, nose and eyes. She wore a dark blue summer dress, and other than the lack of dark makeup, boobs and hips, she was a miniature version of her mum. I pointed at her, "And you're Alice," I said.
Alice giggled again.
"What do you say, Alice?" Eve asked.
Alice glanced at her mum and then back to me. "I am very pleased to meet you, Harry," she said.
"Well you're a very polite little girl," I said, "I'm very pleased to meet you too, Alice."
Alice giggled and begin to twist side to side on the spot her arms swinging out to her sides. "Do you love my mummy?" she asked.
I laughed, "Straight to the point, eh? Yes, I love your mummy," I said.
"Do you kiss my mummy?" she asked.
Eve tutted, "Alice!"
Alice looked crestfallen. "What?" she asked, "daddies kiss mummies when they love them."
"It's OK Alice," I said, "Yes, I kiss your mummy sometimes, you're right, that's perfectly normal."
Alice beamed. "Can you come and play with me and then you can help me with my school work?" she asked.
I looked at Eve for help. She looked back at me and remained expressionless. OK, I thought, leaving me to chart my own course through this maze then. I looked back at Alice, "Of course I will Alice," I said with as much enthusiasm as I could muster.
Alice bounced up and down and grabbed my hand leading me off the sofa and towards the door of the sitting room. I glanced back at at Eve and silently mouthed, "Help". Eve smiled and shrugged and then she was gone from view.
Alice led me down the corridor into her playroom. There must have been hundreds of colourful toys, some neatly stacked on shelves, others strewn about the room. She released my hand and skidded over to a pile of what looked like complicated construction pieces and dropped to sit on the floor next to them. "You can help me build a castle," she said.
I groaned inwardly, put a smile on my face and sat on the floor next to her.
Later that evening I was on the sitting room sofa when Eve walked into the room. "She's asleep now."
I sighed. "Thank fuck for that, I'm exhausted."
Eve smiled and sat sideways next to me on the sofa and put her hands on my leg. "She really likes you. She thinks you're great, and she feels really comfortable and happy that you're in the house looking after her mummy."
"Thanks for just throwing me in the deep end there," I said, smiling.
"She was always going to make her own mind up about you, she wanted to check you out for herself. Make sure you're the right stuff. She's a really smart kid. If I'd tried to interfere she would have ended up being less confident about you."
I rubbed my face. "Jesus, it's hard work. She never stops talking and asking questions. You're right, she is really smart, I felt a several times today that I was undergoing some sort of psychological test. She's definitely a ton smarter than her mum."
Eve laughed, "You were being psychologically tested. Don't worry, you passed. That was just her initial excitement at meeting you for the first time. She'll be much more relaxed and less manic next time."
"God I hope so. If I have to face one more quick fire round of mind bending geometric block puzzles or maths homework questions I'll have to start having days off work to recover."
Eve was smiling. "I'm so happy and relieved, Harry," she said.
"Relieved about what?" I asked.
"That you and Alice get on so well. She's smart and she makes up her own mind about things. This could have gone either way, and if she hadn't liked you or felt comfortable, well, it just would have made things harder, that's all."
I nodded. "I get it," I said, "I'm relieved too. Relieved I can sit down and get five minutes fucking rest."
Eve smiled, "You can have fifteen minutes rest. It's going to take that long for me to prepare the bedroom."
"I thought you said we had to be quiet?"
"I did," she said, and she turned around and reached into a bag by the side of the sofa pulling something small and black out of it. She held up a ball gag and painted an expression of malevolent mischief over her face. She stood and grabbed the bag, dropping the gag back into it. "Fifteen minutes," she said as she walked towards the door.
The weeks went by and it worked out fine. Things were less theatrical and had to be a bit quieter, but it actually gave us some new avenues to explore. Eve turned out to be right about Alice, the kid was much less demanding once she had concluded that I was up to the acceptable standards required to be part of the family as it were.
It was an early Sunday morning in February. I was sitting on the sofa with Eve, I was in pyjamas and Eve in her nightdress, Alice was off somewhere, most likely in her bedroom or playroom.
"We haven't been as quiet as we thought," said Eve.
"Quiet with what?" I asked.
"Alice was asking me some very detailed questions the other day."
"Questions about what?" I said.
"Well, where to start. Let's see, the highlights were probably, 'Why are you clapping night?', 'Why were you asking Harry to spit on you?', oh and the best one, let's hope she doesn't bring this up at school, 'What does "cum in my ass" mean mummy and why were you saying it over and over?'"
"Oh." I said. Lost for words. "What did you say to her?"
"I deflected," she said.
"Was she satisfied with that?"
"No. Not at all. Now she feels something's wrong because I was being evasive. Damn, why can't she be just a touch less smart," said Eve.
I waited, watching Eve. This was way out of my area of expertise.
Eve looked at me, "She said 'don't worry mummy I'll ask grandma when she comes back.'"
"Oh," I said.
"Then she said that she could ask her teacher because that's what kids should do if their mummy or daddy is in trouble."
I nodded. "I guess it's not the end of the world, kids must say this stuff all the time in school after they've overheard their parents."
Alice sighed, "It's not so much my mother or the school, it's that Alice's confidence has been knocked. She seems to genuinely be upset and worried that something is wrong."
"You told her everything is fine right?"
"Of course, but she doesn't accept that."
"So what's the solution?" I asked. "I'm sure you can think of something."
"Alice came up with her own solution," said Eve, "she wants to watch."
"Watch what?"
"Watch us," she said, "She said if nothing is wrong then there can't be anything wrong with her watching us doing it. Having a kid smarter than me is a nightmare sometimes."
"So what now?" I asked.
"Well," said Eve, "either we stop seeing each other, at least until we can see each other alone, or, well, we let her watch."
"Fuck," I said and stared out of the window. We should have been more careful I thought to myself. I shook my head. Why didn't we move to the other bedroom further away in the first place? Why didn't we... "Hang on", I said, looking back at Eve, "you're actually considering letting her watch?"
Eve looked back at me. She turned down the corners of her mouth briefly and gave a shrug. "You know, just something vanilla. They teach this stuff in school in any case about her age. Sounds of sex can sound pretty similar to violence or being hurt. Maybe being able to make sense of the sounds will take away her anxiety and she'll get over it."
"This is way, way out of my league," I said.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"This situation and these choices. This is something for you handle, I can't be involved here. You can sort it out, I'll go along with whatever you decide to do. If we need to stop seeing each other for a while, I'll support you with that."
"What if I decided to let her watch, would you support me on that?" she asked.
My first impulse was to reject the idea, but I had learned to question myself since I had met Eve. If the kid is scared, surely it's a good thing to be honest and open, share something natural, bring it into the light? I thought. It's nothing she wouldn't see online, maybe in a school text book, what harm is there, really? I nodded, and said quietly, "I think I'd do anything you asked me to, Eve."
She leaned in closer to me, her mouth close to mine. "I know," she whispered, and began to climb on top of me, straddling my lap. She reached into my pyjamas and pulled out my already hard cock. Lifting her nightdress slightly and pulling her panties to one side she guided her pussy over my cock and began to push herself down. I gasped at the warmth of her. She put her mouth to my ear and whispered, "So give me your cum quickly before you go, I want it inside me as I'm doing the housework later, dripping out of my pussy, sticky around my pussy lips, keeping my panties wet."
She pulled her nightdress down a bit exposing some cleavage and I buried my head between her tits as she rode me.
"Come in me," she whispered, "come inside my pussy, hurry up."
It didn't take long.
The following Saturday I was once again making the drive to Eve's. During the week we had spoken and she had said that everything was sorted. Panic over, problem solved.
When she answered the door she was dressed like a Gothic princess. Literally a princess. She wore a jewelled tiara over her carefully braided and platted hair which had been pulled up into an elaborate bun. Her dress was like something out of a Victorian ball, a green and gold corset style bodice laced up the front forcing her large boobs into a huge cleavage, and large bell shaped bottom.
She stepped back and slowly twirled, then briefly lifted the hem of her dress high enough to reveal stockings and suspenders beneath, before dropping it once again and curtsying. "I trust my Lord finds his royal princess to his satisfaction?" she asked.
I grinned. "My lady, there are no stars in the heavens that shine more delicately than your eyes, and no part of heaven itself more beautiful and bountiful than your self."
Eve smiled and beckoned for me to take her hand. I did so and she led me toward the bedroom.
On entering the bedroom it was dimly lit with strategically placed candles inside lanterns. The whole room had been transformed into a Victorian scene, drapes hanging from the four poster bed, silks and nets adorned various parts of the room. Eve pulled me inside and closed the door, she positioned herself in front of me and then dropped to her knees, throwing her arms around my waste and pressing her head into me. "Oh my prince," she said, "it has been so long since I last saw you. My heart burns for your embrace, my skin tingles in anticipation of your touch, will you love me this night my Lord? Will you take me and make me yours?" She released my waist, and still on her knees looked up at me, "I beg you my Lord, will you fill me with the pleasure of heaven once more?" Her hands reach up to me.
I took her hands in mine. "My lady, there is nothing you could ask of me that I would not give you. Nothing you could demand of me that I would not do for you. We will lead each other to heavens pleasures this night for certainty."
She stood and threw her arms around me pulling me into a tight embrace. "Oh, my Prince, I am so thankful, I feared you may forsake me," she said. Then whispering, "Think Disney, Alice is in the room, she made me promise not to tell you she was here."
Confusion momentary made me lose my focus. What the fuck? "I would never forsake you my love, I would die first by own sword". Then I whispered into Eve's ear, "Disney? There's no sex in Disney."
"Oh, hold me tighter Lord," she said, "squeeze me hard so I can feel your warmth and feel your heart beating with desire for me." Whispering again, "Just fuck me like a prince would fuck a princess, imagine if the cast of Frozen was getting fucked."
I said nothing. I was lost for words.
Eve let go of me and stood back, "Let me disrobe you my Lord," she said. She helped me remove my jacket and started to unbutton my shirt.
I was desperately trying to come up with some sort of sensible direction for a roleplay which had as it's central theme, child friendly fucking. I was drawing a blank. Eve pulled my shirt from my back and tossed it away. She started undoing my trousers and removed them along with my socks in one smooth motion. Lastly she knelt once again in front of me and pulled down my boxer shorts, tossing them away also. "Your manhood is revealed my Lord," she said looking up at me.
It was. Although my cock was as soft as a woollen glove.
Eve stood and with some hidden mechanism detached the bottom bell part of her dress and threw it aside, transforming instantly into an outfit that was just corset, stockings and suspenders and thin lace panties.
I walked around Eve in a slow circle, admiring her shapely form as she stood motionless. In actual fact I was trying to see where the hell Alice was, but the room was so dimly lit and so many different nets and thin fabrics covered every object she could have been anywhere. "My Lady, you are beauty itself, desire burns inside me like a raging forest fire."
Eve glanced down at my flaccid cock and then gave me a quick raised eyebrow. "Will you reveal my womanhood, my Lord?"
I knelt and slowly pulled her panties down and tossed them aside. Her smooth pussy revealed. Eve gasped and I looked up at her.
"My Lord," she said, "my heart thumps in my chest, will you cover my special place with a thousand kisses and quench my desire?"
I didn't need to be asked twice. I rose and started to guide Eve to the bed. She climbed upon it and sat spreading her legs wide and laying back, she had carefully picked a peculiar angle across which to lay. Whether to hide her pussy from Alice or to show it off I could not be sure.
I lay on my front between her legs and began to kiss her pussy all over. I continued to do this for quite some time. Eve's breathing became more and more ragged, she began to writhe and arched her back trying to press her pussy into my face. I took some small pleasure in this revenge, and continued to just kiss her pussy all over, teasing her. I heard her tut a few times and mutter inaudible words. I continued my torture. I caught a quiet, "Fucks sake" as she again lifted her pussy towards my mouth. Not very child friendly, I thought. I quickly flicked her clit with my tongue a few times and she let out a moan.
"I beg you my Lord," she said, "please."
"What is my Lady," I asked, "What is that your heart desires?"
I heard her tut again and then moan. "My Lord, push your tongue into my pussy, harder, and harder, in and out, in and out and then lick my clit over and over again, sucking, licking, sucking, licking."
I plunged my tongue as deep into her pussy as I could and began to tongue fuck her.
She moaned loudly and withed, reached down and grabbed my head and pulled it into her. "Fuck me, my Lord, oh please, fuck me with your tongue, yes, yes," she muttered.
Definitely not not a dialog line from Frozen, I thought.
I continued to tongue fuck Eve's pussy for a while as she writhed and jerked and moaned underneath me. After some time I moved to her clit, gently sucking it inside my mouth and with gentle suction caressed it with my tongue. She cried out in pleasure, her hands flying up over her head and clawing at the sheets.
"My Lord," she begged, "make me cum in your mouth, please, suck me, lick me, push your face into my wet pussy. Make me cum. Make me cum."
I was really starting to think that she and I had seen very different versions of the Disney films. I continued my efforts with my tongue. I also wet a finger in her pussy juices and began to gently tickle her anus with it.
"Oh fuck I'm going to come," she shouted. "Suck my cunt, suck me, suck me, suck me," she trailed off and her body tensed for brief moment. Then she exploded into writhing motion, her pussy slamming upwards against my mouth, and a cry of delicious agony came from her, turning then into, "Fuuuuck," dragged out over a long duration as her pussy pulsated in my mouth and her body throbbed to the same rhythm. I held on to her clit with my mouth and followed her hips as they bucked wildly around. Until at last, she started to slow, and begin to laugh gently, then stilled, and I released her clit from my mouth.
When her breathing had slowed, she said, "My Lord, forgive me my foul language, so unbecoming of a princess. The pleasure had briefly taken away my senses and I knew not what I was saying."
"My Lady, your language does nothing but please and excite me. Your moans and cries of pleasure in turn give rise to pleasure in me," I said. I hoped the concealed Alice couldn't see through my obvious attempts at the educational and explanatory narrative.
Eve looked at me, flicked her eyes wider and gave a quick approving smile and a slight nod. I took that as encouragement and felt a bit more relaxed.
I pushed myself up so I was kneeling on the bed between Eve's legs. My cock was now hard. "Your words excite me such my Lady that my manhood is reaching out for you, hungry to be inside you, desperate to share with you the cream of love." I moved towards her.
Eve wore what appeared to be an expression of pity and mouthed, in a barely audible whisper, "Cream of love?"
I shrugged and smiled and moved in.
Eve sat partially up and held out a hand to stop me. "No, My Lord. I desire you to enter me from behind," she said, and she sat up. When her face was close to mine, she whispered, "This fucking corset is too tight, I can't breathe, if you lay on me I'll suffocate in the fucking thing."
I rolled my eyes and Eve re-positioned herself on her hands and knees.
She spread her legs and pushed her ass up in the air, lowering her head into the bed. "Take me, My Lord. Push your hot manhood into me and take your pleasure."
I rubbed my cock between her pussy lips for a while and then pushed in. Eve let our a gasp and a moan, "Oh," she said, "yes, please, deeper in me, it feels so good My Lord."
I began to fuck her, gripping her curvaceous hips in my hands, repeatedly pulling her back on to my cock and thrusting forward, to the accompanying sounds of wet squelching and skin on skin slapping. "It feels so good to be inside you my love," I said, "you feel so hot and wet." I continued fucking her.
After some time Eve said, "My Lord, I need to feel you in all my holes, I need to feel you inside of me completely. Put your finger in my ass my Lord, I beg you."
I sucked my finger and then pushed it into Eve's ass, continuing to fuck her. She pushed herself upright, kneeling now and with her back arched lent back into me, my finger still in her ass and my cock still pumping her pussy. She rested her head backward onto my shoulder. "Put your fingers in my mouth my Lord," she said, "fill all of me."
I pushed two fingers of my free hand into her mouth and she moaned and began to suck them. This wasn't the most comfortable of positions. My right hand was at an awkward angle, twisted and squashed between Eve's ass and my own pumping cock, but I kept my finger in her ass and we stayed like that for a while, fucking.
Eve pushed my fingers from her mouth with her tongue and said, "Fuck me, My Lord. Cum inside me. Grip me in the embrace of love and with the vigour of passion smash our bodies together until I hear the roar of ecstasy from your pleasure in me."
I raised an eyebrow, not that she could see. That sounded like a well rehearsed line and I was sure there was a stage direction hiding in there somewhere, but I couldn't quite grasp it. Eve twisted her head to the side so her mouth was by my ear, she whispered, "Grab my throat, fuck me as hard as you can, cum loud and sound aggressive when you do."
What the actual fuck? I thought. How the fuck is this child friendly? I could only assume Eve knew exactly what she was doing so I just went with it. I slipped my hand around her throat and squeezed lightly, I withdrew my finger from her ass and withdrew that hand, instead wrapping it around her, gripping her tits and pulling her tightly into me. Then I started fucking her as hard and fast as I could.
Slapping and squelching, grunts of exertion, Eve's gentle whimper with each thrust, I pounded away with all I had. "I love you My Lord," she said. "I love you. Please shoot your hot cream of love inside me. Cum inside me. It feels so good." She began to gently laugh and pant with each thrust I made. I could see a wide smile on her face.
I continued to grip her and fuck her. I was close. Starting to lose myself in the sensations. The feel of her soft neck, her soft cleavage, the softness of her ass against me and the hot wetness of her pussy. "Oh, fuck", I said.
"Yes," she said with gentle laughter, "fuck me My Prince, fuck me. Give yourself to me."
I redoubled my efforts to fuck her harder. She cried out, gasped and then more laughter. "Cum in me, I can feel your hard cock throbbing inside me, loving me."
I was over the edge. My thrusting became automatic and as fast as possible, my hands tightened around her throat and breasts. A low growl started to spill from me unconsciously, growing slowly louder and louder, I squeezed her tighter and tighter, and then the growl became a roar from a wide open mouth and I started to pump my hot cum into her hot, wet pussy. With each thrust and spurt of cum Eve cried out with happy squeals, pushing her head back into my shoulder. I suppressed any words as I would not have been able to control them. I pumped into her, over and over again. Gradually my movements becoming slower and slower, and then movement ceased and I relaxed my grip on her body and sighed.
Eve lifted herself off my still hard cock and turned around to kneel facing me. "Thank you, my Lord," she said, holding my face in her hands, and began to kiss me. Her tongue pressed into my mouth and I felt her hand gently grip my balls and begin to stroke them.
After a while of kissing Eve said, "My Prince, you give me so much pleasure and love, you make me the happiest women in the world."
"My Princess," I said, "the same is so for me. I love you with all my heart and will love and pleasure you forever." This felt a bit lame but I was exhausted.
Eve smiled. "Go now my Prince, my heart yearns to see you again soon."
I knelt there in some confusion. Go? Go where? Eve noticed my hesitation, she leaned towards me a whispered, "Piss off to the bathroom for a bit, I'll knock when I'm done."
I got off the bed, turned to face Eve, gave a bow and then walked, naked, from the room.
Later, after Eve had signalled I could return, we laid in bed facing one another. "Thanks for the warning about tonight," I said.
"I thought it would be easier if you didn't know, and we just improvised," she said.
I raised my eyebrows, "You might be right, but fucking hell, 'Think Disney and fuck me', that's a tricky puzzle." I smiled.
Eve chuckled, "I know, and I know I said no roleplay but there are some things that are just impossible to explain without an understanding there can be make believe and play involved in sex."
"'Fuck me', 'Suck my cunt', that didn't seem to Disney to me?"
Eve nodded. "Sure, but they're aggressive bad words when you're a kid. I needed to show them in a different context, one that isn't violent or bad."
"Jesus," I said, "why do I feel like I've just been used like a prop in some sex education documentary?"
Eve laughed. "Because you have."
"So, what was the outcome, what did Alice say?"
"No much, it's late and she was tired. I put her to bed. She'll talk about when she's ready, I'll probably get questioned all day tomorrow," she said.
"I'll leave early in the morning then to get out of your way. Alice might be ready by morning for questions, but I'm definitely not ready to be involved in answers."
"Chicken," she said, "intimidated by a little girl?"
I shrugged.
Later that week I spoke with Eve on the phone.
"We did it," said Eve, "Alice is fine, she's happy."
I felt relieved. Not only relieved that a happy Alice meant no obstacles for my and Eve's relationship, but relieved that such an over the top exhibition and risk didn't turn out badly. "That's great," I said, "So what did she say? Does she understand everything now?"
"There's for sure stuff she doesn't understand, but she understands make believe and play. She's grasped it as adults playing, that it's like kids play but weirder. The kids will slay each other with swords and fall to the ground dead, but it's fun and play and not something to be scared of."
"Right, makes sense," I said.
"She's understood that the sounds and words that may seem bad and scary are nothing to worry about once you know it's not real, that's it's just play acting and actually everyone is having fun. So she's totally happy with the whole situation now, totally comfortable."
I laughed, "Fucking hell, I'm so relieved that worked out."
"Me too," said Eve, "she's smart, I figured she'd get it. She's still got a ton of questions, but they're questions from curiosity now, not from anxiety or worry."
"Like what?" I asked.
"Oh, you know, the physical stuff, why would I want something in my ass or in my pussy? What is cum or cumming? But she's happy to accept its just weird adult stuff, like watching the news, or drinking wine."
"Great, so everything is sorted out, everything's good, that's all done with now," I said.
Eve hesitated for moment, then said, "Yeah, all done."
"See you on Saturday then," I said.
The following Saturday I hadn't long arrived at Eve's. I was sat on the sofa drinking a glass of red wine. Eve was off in another room preparing something for later in the evening.
There was the patter of naked feet from outside in the corridor and into the sitting room burst Alice. She beamed at me and came over to the sofa and jumped up on to it beside me. "Hello, Harry," she said smiling. She grasped the front of her nightdress, pulled it up into her mouth and began chewing on it.
"Hello Alice," I replied, "Shouldn't you be in bed by now?"
She nodded but didn't reply, she sat still, chewing and staring at me.
I had no clue what to say to her, I decided to play her at her own game and sat silently smiling back at her. Thankfully it was only a few moments later when Eve walked into the room. "Alice!" she exclaimed, "why are you still awake?"
Alice quickly shuffled towards me, leaning herself into me and rested her head against my shoulder. "I was talking to Harry, mummy," she said.
"You've got fifteen minutes, and then bed," Eve said. She crossed the room and poured herself a glass of wine, eventually returning to sit in one of the sofa chairs opposite Alice and I.
Alice sat up straight and moved away from me slightly so she could see me. "Harry," she said.
"Yes, Alice," I said, turning to look at her.
"Please may I watch you cum?" she asked?
I froze. I just stared at her. I waited for a suitable response to arise. None did. I stared some more. Finally I looked over at Eve with an expression that hopefully said please deal with this for me right now.
Eve ever so slightly raised her eyebrows and took a slow sip of wine.
I waited, staring at Eve. She stared silently back, a slight smile on her lips.
"Harry," Alice said, "can I watch you cum?"
I looked back at Alice. "Err, no Alice." I felt very uncomfortable. "That's something adults do, you have to wait until you're an adult."
"But I watched you before?" she said.
I could feel my checks flushing. "Well, then, so you've seen that already and there is no need to see it again. Once is enough I think."
"But I was far away and you were hugging mummy and I couldn't see," she said.
"That's something I only do with your mummy, Alice."
"Yes, I know. You can do it with mummy and I can watch but closer, like this close," she said, bouncing up and down in the seat.
"That's a game that only adults can play," I said.
"Other things adults do that kids don't do but I can still watch them," she said.
I nodded. "This is private though, adults do it in private."
"Why?" she asked.
Jesus, I thought, help me out here mum. I looked over again at Eve. She sat staring at me, dark eyes, silent, sipping wine. I looked back to Alice. "These are questions you need to ask your mum, Alice." Relieved and slightly annoyed at myself for not thinking of that response before.
"I already did, and she said yes but that I needed to ask you first."
My gaze shot straight to Eve who now wore a mischievous smile in one corner of her mouth. She very slightly tilted her head to one side. I felt a tingling in my cock, as my cock seemed to realise a few moments before my brain what was happening here. I continued to stare at Eve, but addressed Alice, "What else did your mummy say, Alice?" I asked, speaking slowly.
"She said it's best if you cum on her boobs because boys like boobs and then it's easy to see what's happening," Alice said.
I didn't take my eyes of Eve, she remained still, giving no further hint of what she was thinking. "And did she say when this would happen, Alice?"
"Yes, she said when you got here today. Which is now."
"I see," I said. Still looking into Eve's eyes I said, "So your mummy wants me to go over to her now and cum on her boobs while you watch?" I asked.
"Yes!" said Alice in a tone that suggested I'd just guessed the correct answer to a quiz question.
I paused for a moment, there was complexity and confusion here. I shook my head, brushed it away, I had to let it all go into the trust I had in Eve, act openly, no fear or doubt. I stood up and began to unbuckle my jeans. As I did so, Eve put down her wine glass and also rose, she walked over to me and sat on the sofa beside me. I turned around to watch her as I fought with my belt. She started to pull down the straps of her dress, pushing the dress down below her breasts. She wore no bra. I removed my jeans, I had no underwear as usual, and to my own surprise my cock was already hard. I moved to stand in front of Eve. She reached up with her hands to lift and squeeze her breasts together, offering them to me.
I stood there for a moment as she looked up at me. Green eyes shining brightly from behind the heavy dark Gothic eye makeup, staring into mine. Dark red lipstick on thick, slightly smiling lips. I moved towards her and she moved back on the sofa seat as I did so until her back was resting on the sofa cushion. I had to straddle her lap to position my cock directly in-front of her breasts.
I was aware that Alice was only a few feet away, kneeling facing us and leaning to one side against the back of the sofa. My cock throbbed. Eve's expression turned mischievous and she slightly tilted her head back and squeezed her breasts even more.
I grabbed my cock and began to stroke it, Eve and I staring to each others eyes.
I continued to stroke my cock, my hand gradually moving faster and faster. Neither Eve nor I said a word, the only sound was my breathing and the slapping sound of my hand on my cock. This continued for some time. Eve's face becoming more and more beautiful as I got closer and closer to orgasm. My breathing started to become more ragged. I forced myself to make no verbal sounds, I kept my face as expressionless as possible.
I hammered on my cock now, my buttocks and leg muscles tensed, my breathing stopped. I stared into Eve's eyes, she whispered, "Cum on my tits, Harry." My peripheral vision faded away, all I could see were green eyes. Cum exploded from my cock in wave after wave of hot delicious agony.
I kept beating my cock until it started to flag. My vision had returned to normal. Eve was smiling. Her breasts were covered in my cum. Some cum had made it to her cheek and chin. She took her finger and wiped my cum off her face, then popped her finger into her mouth and sucked the cum off it.
Eve turned her head to face Alice. I did also. Alice wore an expression no different from if she was watching cartoons on the TV. "Happy now, Alice?" asked Eve.
Alice sat up straight and beamed, nodding furiously.
"To bed then, now," said Eve.
Alice, grinning, bounded off the sofa and out of the sitting room door. The patter of feet receding into the distance.
Eve and I stared into each others eyes in silence. Perhaps she was waiting for me to speak. No words came to me. After a while Eve gave the slightest of shrugs, her eyes turned to my semi-hard cock hanging in front of her, and she began to hungrily lick at the sticky juices covering it, and at my balls, covering me with her hot saliva. My cock started to rise once more.
Later that week Eve's mother returned from her travels, Alice would be back with her grandmother at weekends once again. Eve had promised a lavish and extravagant fantasy to celebrate our regained freedom from secluded quiet. All she had told me is that is was a fantasy creation entirely of my own. This didn't narrow things down at all as we had shared so many imaginative fantasies with each other over the months. I had learned that Eve was amazing at bringing imagination to life, I was excited.
Saturday came around all too slowly, but eventually I was once again knocking on Eve's front door.
Eve opened the door wearing an elaborate dress in a style that I couldn't immediately place. Old fashioned, corseted, but not quite Victorian. "Welcome home, Harold," she said, "I hope the plantation kept you no more troubled than usual today."
I smiled, briefly bowed my head to her and entered.
As she shut the door I began to remove my boots, my mind racing to catch up with Eve's scene. By now familiar game of catch up I had to play, figuring out the roleplay setting and direction. This one puzzled me. I knew the origin, I had related only a single fantasy setting regarding this period from the American south, and although it had many minor variations, none were actually realisable for Eve and I.
"Come husband," Eve said, "you must be in need of rest."
I followed her towards the sitting room. As usual Eve's artistic talent had allowed her to transform the house into a believable scene. This one suggested a manner house in the American deep south in the early 1800s. We entered the sitting room.
"Please, sit," she said, beckoning me to a wooden chair next to the table.
Eve sat in a similar chair nearby. Her voluminous skirts billowing around her. Her hair was tightly braided and held up neatly, exposing her neck and overflowing cleavage from the tight bodice. As always the only thing she didn't customise with our fantasies was her makeup, she knew her dark Gothic eye makeup drove me wild.
She sat, back straight, smiling at me. I looked around the room, I felt I was missing something. I noticed nothing to give me a hint of how to proceed. I looked back to Eve. She remained silently smiling at me.
"A drink perhaps, wife?" I said.
"Of course," she said. She reached to her side across the table and picked up what appeared to be a small brass bell. She shook it. It tinkled. She placed the bell back on the table and returned to her previous pose, again silently smiling at me.
I wasn't getting it. I fancied I had become quite expert at picking up the story and improvising, but here I couldn't understand what Eve wanted me to do. She had said this was entirely my fantasy, but it didn't make sense. This fantasy couldn't work like this, maybe Eve had remembered it incorrectly.
I opened my mouth to speak. There was a commotion from over by the sitting room door. My heart leapt in surprise and my head snapped over to see the danger reflexively.
In the doorway stood a young, black girl, she looked about eighteen or nineteen. She was dressed as a house slave of the period in a black and white dress. She wore a leather collar around her neck. She curtsied and said, "You rang Mistress Eve, may I get something for you?"
Realisation washed over me and my cock instantly got hard. I had considered fantasies which needed more than two people impossible, but Eve had somehow made this happen. Fucking hell, I thought. I looked over at Eve. The shock must have been written across my face.
Eve flashed me an evil grin and then turning to the girl in the doorway said, "Two whiskys, girl."
The girl in the doorway curtsied again, "Yes Ma'am," she said, and she disappeared from view.
I looked back to Eve, my head suddenly buzzing with doubts and questions, I hadn't prepared for this. I tried to distil my confusion down to the absolute minimum that I needed to know. I mouthed a single question quietly to Eve, "Boundaries?"
Eve painted mischief and seduction across her face and quietly mouthed back, "Whatever the fuck you want, baby."
The girl returned carrying a tray with two whisky glasses and placed it on the table. She moved to stand by a wall, attentive but staring off into the middle distance of the room.
I understood now. I knew this scene, I knew these fantasies. I needed some time to soak it in and feel a way forward. I reached out and took a whisky and began to sip, relaxing. "What have you done today, dear?" I asked Eve.
She also took a glass and sipped. "Cara visited this afternoon, with her entourage as usual," she said. "Quite why she must arrive, to a simple afternoon tea, with such a large carriage and so many attendants is beyond me." She sipped again from the glass and smiled as if recalling a pleasant memory. "She did bring a new boy with her today, her latest toy, she is so pleased with herself for purchasing him. A boy of unusual talents she called him. Of course she insisted I try for myself, she claimed one could not believe it unless sampled." She smirked, and took another sip of whisky. "Cara claimed he had an enormously long tongue, free of the restraints of normal anatomy," Eve said, "I simply asked her to get him to show it, but she refused, saying that would ruin the surprise."
"The surprise?" I asked.
"Oh, you know Cara and how she likes to show off. She bid me sit and hoist my skirts and to allow the boy to push his tongue into my womanhood."
"And did you?" I asked.
"I did," she replied. "Cara wasn't exaggerating. The feeling was quite extraordinary, a wet hotness, moving deeper and deeper into me. I thought it would never end. I became quite red faced, which of course Cara gloated over. Cara had the boy remain with his tongue inside me, wiggling it about, until I climaxed and absolutely covered his face with my juices. It was quite refreshing."
"I can imagine," I said.
"Cara found herself excited from watching my use of the boy and had him immediately strip naked and lay on his back. Thereafter she impaled herself upon his manhood and rode him like a horse. As she approached her own climax she began licking my juices off the boys face as if she was some wild dog lapping at a bone." Eve took another slow sip of Whisky. "The simpleton boy had the audacity to smile at her, so she had him dragged off to be whipped and beaten. I'm not sure what became of him."
"Who's she?" I asked, gesturing at the girl stood by wall.
Eve smiled, "Well I knew it wouldn't take you long to spot this one, husband. Cara left her here this afternoon. Cara said she could not abide this slave within her household as Cara's youngest son had shown desirous looks. Cara can't have yet another pregnancy scandal, she could have sold the girl but decided instead to gift her to us. She is a trained house servant, good mannered for the most part, by all accounts. If spirited."
I looked over at the girl. She had a pretty face, an innocent beauty. If she wore makeup I could not notice it. Large breasted and wide hips but with a small waist, a curvaceous beauty indeed. She had wavy black hair that fell down just past her shoulders.
"She looks shapely," I said.
"Oh, yes," replied Eve, "I inspected her most thoroughly earlier today. Do you wish to see? Girl, come here," she called.
The girl burst into action and hurried over to stand in front of Eve with her head bowed, "Yes, Ma'am," she said.
"Remove your clothes," said Eve.
The girl hesitated, and then slightly raised her chin, but did not obey.
Eve frowned, "Remove your clothes," she said slowly and quietly, "or I will have you taken outside, stripped and whipped until there is no skin left on your back."
The girl reluctantly peeled off her dress and dropped it to the floor, she wore no underwear beneath.
"Go over to my husband so he may inspect you for himself," she said.
The girl turned and shuffled over to stand before me, again with head bowed. "Master?", she said.
She had smooth chocolate skin and perfect, large, gravity defying breasts, such that only youth can carry. The faintest outline of abdomen muscles was visible across her tight stomach. Her hairless pussy had large pussy lips hanging down, easily visible with the large gap between her upper thighs.
"Isn't she divine?" Eve asked.
"She is," I said. "Have you had her?"
"I have not," Eve replied, "she is untouched. Untouched, you understand, by anyone. Unknown by man or woman."
"Oh? How so?" I asked. I gestured to the girl with a wave of my hand, "Remove yourself, girl." She picked up her dress and carried it quickly away to the far wall where she began to dress.
"She is young, fit and strong for her gender. She was not to Cara's carnal tastes, and Cara turned a blind eye to the disobedience of the girl when it came to her sons advances. The girl violently fought off all the sons attempts to rape her. Cara recounted a black eye and a bandaged hand on one occasion. In other circumstances Cara would not have tolerated such disobedience, but in this case it suited Cara's interests to ignore it."
"I see," I said, "a virgin then."
"A spirited and wilful virgin," said Eve, sipping her whisky.
I looked over the girl who was once again dressed and staring off into nothing. "You may leave us, girl," I said. She left the room.
"I want to use her," I said.
"As do I," said Eve, smiling.
"How should be proceed then? If she is spirited and will not obey carnal commands, what are we to do?" I asked.
Eve considered for a moment, swilling her glass in circles. "We could restrain her with ropes and devices and do with her as we wished."
"We could," I said, "although restraint itself does not lend itself to cooperation."
Eve nodded. "You must then break her will, husband."
"How to achieve this?" I asked.
"Through pain and humiliation, her will shall break and she will submit to all from that day forward," said Eve.
"In what specific manner shall we do this?" I said,
"We will call her to our bed chamber this evening on pretence of bringing evening drinks. You will emerge from behind her and force her face down over the bed, whereupon we shall pull her dress from her body. I will restrain her by sitting on her back and holding down her arms whilst you pin her legs with yours, standing between them. Thus secured, I will then talk to her, and guide our next actions according to what arises. At some point, husband, you will see the fight go out of her, and she will become our subservient plaything."
My cock was already throbbing just at the idea. "I bow to your greater knowledge of the female animal in this regard," I said.
"Come then," said Eve, "let us retire to the bedchamber."
We downed our remaining whisky and made our way to the bedroom. The bedroom had also been adorned to present the ambience of the period, candles lit the room with a warm radiance. We both stripped naked, Eve got under the bed sheets and I hid behind the door. Eve rang the little bell she had brought from the sitting room. After a short pause, the girl walked in, "You rang Mistress Eve, may I get something for you?" she asked.
"A whisky, girl. Just one," said Eve.
"Yes Ma'am," said the girl, and she hurried off to fetch it.
A short time later, the girl returned carrying the whisky. My heart was thumping in my chest as I watched from behind as she approach the bed. Eve made the least effort to reach for the glass so the girl had to bend over and stretch to pass it to her. I crept silently up behind her, standing naked, watching the glass move slowly towards Eve's open hand. The moment Eve grasped the glass I grabbed the girls dress yanking it upwards and pushed her face down onto the bed, forcing my weight on to her and spreading her legs with mine.
The girl screamed. An actual scream which scared the shit out of me as I wasn't expecting it. While I was recovering from my momentary shock waiting for my racing heart to calm, Eve was scrambling out of the sheets. Once out, the naked Eve clambered towards me pulling the girls dress off over her head. I straightened, moving out the way allowing Eve to climb onto the girls back whilst I kept pressure on the girls legs and ass with my weight.
"No," cried the girl, "what are you doing?"
Eve span around so her back was to me. Sitting with all her weight now on the girls back, she pulled the girls arms back pinning them under Eve's own legs.
The girl, realising her predicament, too late began to struggle. She bucked and writhed and twisted. But we had her pinned. "No, no," she cried, becoming breathless, "Mistress Eve, Master, I'll be a good girl, I'll look after your house proper. Please, no." She exploded into another fit of bucking and writhing.
With the position I was stood in, my hard cock was pressed between the girls ass cheeks and her struggles were driving me crazy.
Eve moved her face down towards the girls, "You can fight all you want you little fucking bitch," she said, grabbing her hair and pulling her head backwards, "but you're going to drink my pussy juice and love it."
"No," cried the girl, renewing her efforts at breaking free. Eve pulled the girls head back further which causes the girls cries to sound strangled.
Eve let go of the girls hair and her face immediately dropped into the sheets. Eve sat up straighter, turning back to look at me she said, "Husband, fuck this bitch in the arse as hard as you can." With one hand she reached back towards my cock. I briefly saw some small white marble in her hand, which burst to produce a lube.
The girl stopped struggling and began what sounded like sobbing. "No, Master, please No. Don't hurt me Master. I've not done nothing bad. I'll be a good girl."
As she sobbed and pleaded I reached down rubbed the lube over my cock and then ran my fingers down her arse crack and pushed a lubed finger into her anus. The girl began to sob, "No, no, no," over and over again.
I pulled my finger out of her anus and grabbed my throbbing hard cock. I guided the tip up to her arsehole and lightly pressed it forward. Eve was still twisted around looking down now watching my cock, a dirty smirk on her face. Eve noticed I had stopped at looked up at me. "What are you waiting for?" she asked, "Stick your cock in it."
Eve looked down again to watch as I pushed forward with my weight and forced the tip of of my cock into the girls tight arsehole, after initial resistance, it popped inside. The girl screamed, long and high, her face buried in the bed sheets thankfully muffling the sound.
Eve span around and bent over the girls head again, grabbing and pulling her hair. "Is that enough for you, bitch?" she said, "Are you ready to suck my pussy juices?"
"No, no," cried the girl, "get off me. Master, please, no."
Eve shouted back to me, "Husband, tame this disobedient bitch. Make her scream until her throat is raw."
I looked down at her perfect smooth arse with the tip of my cock just pushed inside her arsehole. My cock was throbbing rapidly, I wasn't sure I could hold off cumming for long. My cock was throbbing, my heart was hammering, the sounds, the smells, this all felt overwhelming.
"Use her, husband. Fuck her arse now," hissed Eve.
I watched my cock as I slowly pushed it deeper and deeper into the girl's arse. The girl's muffled screams were continuous now. Eve was hissing into the girls ear a constant stream of insults and abuse, "Take that fucking cock you dirty bitch, take it in your arse. Does it hurt? It's going to hurt a lot more when he's fucking you for hours, fucking you until you can't scream anymore, fucking you until your blood covers the bed, fucking you into unconsciousness." It was surreal and erotic as hell.
I rammed my cock in all the way, balls deep, with all my weight.
The girls screaming rose an octave and she started another bout of writhing and twisting. Her struggling was intensely pleasurable on my cock buried in her tight arse. I hung on and gripped her hips, pushing myself down on her writhing body, enjoying the sensations.
I adjusted my legs and made sure I still had the girls legs pinned tight. Then I slowly pulled my cock out to just below the tip, and then rammed the whole lot back into her arse. I repeated this. Over and over again. It felt and looked divine. Eve continued a stream of dirty talk to the girl, the girl kept screaming and moaning and writhing.
As my thrusting became faster and faster, harder and harder, so the girls cries became faster and louder and Eve's torrent of abuse louder and louder too. A burning hot feeling arose, rage or passion, desire or destruction, I couldn't tell, it didn't matter. I just needed to cum in her arse, to rape this black slaves arse whilst she screamed and begged for me to stop. The bitch deserved it, she was my property. An animal for me to use.
I slammed harder and harder into her. I realised the girls screaming had stopped, replaced with strangled moaning. I looked up from watching my cock pounding that perfect arse to see Eve had twisted the girls head to one side and was squeezing her cheeks, forcing her mouth open. Eve pushed some of her fingers into the girls mouth. "You're nothing," she said, "you're property. You exist to do whatever I want you to do. You'll take that cock in your arse. You'll take that cock in your throat. You'll take whatever I fucking give you to you take. You'll drink my pussy juice, you'll drink all of me, anything I say." Eve stopped talking and stuck out her tongue, letting saliva run down it onto the girls face, onto her lips and into her mouth. The girl gave a strangled moan and then her own tongue reached out and licked Eve's saliva from her lips. The girl then lay there with her own tongue hanging out, quiet moans coming in rhythm with my thrusts. Eve gave an evil laugh of victory, "Yeah, you want it now don't you dirty bitch," she said. The girl seemed to twist her head further around to face Eve, twisted as far as her neck would allow. Her tongue hung out, she looked up at Eve, expectant. Eve let saliva run from her mouth down onto the girls waiting tongue and lips where it was hungrily lapped up.
I could take no more. Fire radiated from my cock outward throughout my body. Everything started to tingle and pulsate. Words wanted to be shouted from my mouth but all that came out was an unintelligible roar, louder and louder. I plunged my cock into that ass with all my strength, pulled out, plunged back in, again and again, roaring ever louder. Then an explosion of my hot cum, deep in the slaves arse, raping her, owning her, taming her. The world faded away, only hot release existed, pumping hot release. Wave after wave of hot release, wave after wave, gently fading away, into nothing and blackness.
When my senses returned, I was laying on top of the girl, my head resting on her back, my cock was still in her arse. I lifted my head and noticed I had dribbled onto the girls back. I must have been asleep for a moment. Eve was sat in front of the girl on the bed, legs spread wide, the girls tongue hungrily licking her pussy. Eve had a look of intense focus and rapture on her face, watching intently as the girls tongue danced in and out of her pussy lips, around her clit and back.
Eve looked up to meet my eyes. "Husband, it is done. The girl's will is broken. She is utterly subservient now, a perfect submissive." Eve gasped and looked down again at the girls fast working tongue. "In fact, I think we have surpassed ourselves," she said, "we seem to have ignited the fire of lust in her. Not so much a house servant now," she gasped again and closed her eyes, "but a perfect sex slave. Oh god. Yes, lick my pussy, suck it all in."
Eve began to tense, and then tremble. She pushed her pussy into the girls face and pulled the girls head forward with one hand. She cried out and bucked back and forth, wildly rubbing her pussy all over the girls face. A flood of pussy juice oozed out all over the girl and she wildly began licking and sucking at it. Eve collapsed back on the bed, panting.
I watched as the girl continued to lap at Eve's pussy, more and more gently, licking everywhere and all around it. Slower and slower, until eventually she stopped.
I felt a sensation in my cock. A pulsing, a squeezing. I pushed myself up off the girls back and looked down, the girls ass cheeks were tensing and relaxing repeatedly. I untangled our legs and began to push myself backward into a standing position. The girl pushed back also and followed me, keeping my cock in her arse. We moved until I was stood behind her, and she was bent over, arms propping herself up on the bed. She continued to pulse her arse on my cock, and I felt my cock stir, slowly coming back to life.
The girl looked around at me. Eve's pussy juices still covering her face. "Master, let me feel you come inside me again," she said, continuing to massage my cock, she smiled, I smiled back.
Eve looked up at us, and then clambered onto her hands and knees. She crawled around on all fours until her arse was facing us, and then moved backwards until her arse just beneath the girls head. Eve dropped her head to the bed, with her face to one side, pushing her arse into the air. "Girl," she said, as she reached around with one hand and began to slowly rub her clit. The girl turned in her direction and then looked down at Eve's arse. "Girl," Eve said, "Lick my..."
But the girl had already dropped her head and was hungrily licking Eve's arsehole, saliva dripping from her tongue and running down onto Eve's pussy. Eve's hand rubbing it in.
My cock was fully hard at the sight and I grabbed the girls hips and began to fuck her arse. She gave out quiet moans of pleasure with each thrust and I saw her hand move between her legs and start to rub her clit.
This was going to be one hell of a long night.
The next morning I awoke to find myself alone in the bed. I caught the distant sounds of clattering crockery and occasional laughter. I crawled off the bed and after a brief hunt around the room, found my jeans and pulled them on. I headed off, eyes squinting at the light, to see what the commotion was.
On entering the kitchen I saw the slave girl, now sat cross legged on a kitchen chair, neatly dressed in jeans and white blouse, holding a mug of coffee. She saw me, and flashed me a wide smile, "Hi there, sleepy," she said.
Eve, who had been standing with her back to me over the stove in a nightgown, span around, "Harry!" Eve put down whatever it was she was holding and came over to me. "Harry, meet Sarah," she said, gesturing from me to Sarah.
Sarah stood and came over to greet me. She moved to hug me and I followed her lead. "A pleasure to meet you, Harry," she said as we released each other.
"Sarah," I said nodding. I was momentarily lost for words, struggling to find an appropriate greeting from my repertoire of social conventions which I didn't recall containing a chapter on greeting a woman you had spent the evening treating as a slave, raping and abusing. "I," I trailed off, Sarah just stood there looking at me with that wild smile. "I, I," I started laughing softly. "I honestly have no fucking idea what to say, I'm totally lost for words here. Last night completely blew my mind, Sarah. It was amazing to meet you."
Sarah gave a small squeal and and clapped her hands together a few times, beaming. "Thanks Harry, I'm so glad," she said, "I wanted to make it as perfect as I could for you guys."
"Come on and sit down you two, let's eat", said Eve.
We ate breakfast and the two girls explained how this had come about. Sarah and Eve told me how they already knew each other and that Sarah was a drama student who had got into part time escorting some time back. Eve had put the idea to Sarah, and Sarah had agreed, at a slightly reduced rate for friends, apparently.
We ate and chatted and made small talk for a while, after which Sarah said she had to go and we made our goodbyes. I sat sipping coffee whilst Eve was tidying away things in the kitchen. "She's a nice girl," I said, smiling.
Eve looked over at me, "Yeah? Which one?" she asked.
"Both of them," I said, "Although I did prefer the first ones arse."
Eve smiled, "Did you enjoy last night?"
"I don't have words, Eve, to describe how fucking awesome last night was. Thank you so much for that, you're amazing, really. I love the effort and detail you put into this stuff. Maybe we should involve more people more often?"
Eve gave a barking laugh, "More people? Easy for you to say, you didn't see the bill."
"Oh, shit, was just kidding. I can totally sort the bill out for you, how much was it?"
Eve walked over behind me and put her arms around me, putting her head next to mine. "No, that was on me, baby," she said quietly into my ear. She slowly pushed her wet tongue into my ear. My shoulders tensed and I cringed at the intense tickling sensation, my cock tingled. She began wigging her tongue around inside my ear.
"Get off," I said, laughing and shooing her away.
Eve laughed and moved back to putting dishes away. "I'm glad it went well last night," she said, "you never know right, bringing someone else in. Things could have been weird or uncomfortable, but we all got on great."
"Yeah," I said, "you have mad skills bringing these things together. I can't imagine how we're ever going to top that one."
Eve didn't reply, she just continued putting the dishes away, smiling.
The months flew by and Eve and I continued our exploration of our imaginations and desires.
One notable Saturday evening I knocked Eve's door to no answer. By now not unusual, I let myself in. Inside there were no obvious visual ques as to what the setting was supposed to be, although it was hard to see, the only light coming from a dim table lamp in the hallway.
I removed my shoes and slowly walked down the hall, looking into rooms as I went, each was dark and empty. Arriving at Eve's bedroom door, I found it closed.
I knocked. It burst wide open immediately. A flurry of white cloth and bare arms grabbed me and pulled me inside. Eve grasped my hands in hers and dropped to her knees.
"Oh, my good sir, thank that you have come at last," she said, "I feared I could not wait another moment. Have you seen all the guests and well wishers away now, sir?"
I nodded.
"From the very moment of our vows I have been yearning to be here with you, to demonstrate my love and gratitude for what you have done for us. There were days I had feared the wedding would not go ahead, sir, that you would have a change of heart, turn away from the burden I should surely put upon you. But now you have come, my heart is glad," she said, standing and smiling.
She wore, what I could now determine, was a Victorian style wedding dress. Immaculately styled hair, braided and neatly arranged in elaborate patterns over her head and then flowing down her back. The scene thus far seemed a bit too simple, there were some hints in what she said but I couldn't quite grasp them. "There was never any doubt in my heart," I said, playing a neutral card.
"You flatter me, sir," she said, "but I would not hold you at fault for a moment of doubt if there was such. A man of your high standing, and me, a widower, with daughter and facing debtors prison. Doubtless your family has questioned your actions. I am utterly yours in gratitude, all of me and mine I give unto you, sir." She kissed me with a hungry mouth, pressing into me. Then, she pulled back, an expression on her face I could not quite understand.
Rich guy marries poor woman? I thought. That seemed unlikely. The fact she was just staring at me now meant she thought I had enough hints to put at least some of the puzzle together, but I still wasn't quite there. I remained silent, leaving the next move to her.
Eve took a deep breath. "Of course, sir, our agreement stands. We are yours entirely. As one family now we shall share this wedding night. She is all I have and I could not bare it if she felt unloved and pushed aside. My daughter is in the next room, I shall summon her immediately if you shall permit it?"
My cock twitched. OK, I thought, Rich guy marries poor woman because poor woman includes her daughter in the deal. Now that was more like Eve's dirty mind. I wondered if this was Sarah again. Perhaps someone else entirely. My cock was getting hard in anticipation. I grinned. "I insist," I said.
Eve left the room and I went and sat on the bed. I watched and waited for the door to open, my heart beating heavily, excitement building.
The door inched open and Eve moved slowly into the room, green eyes locked on mine, an expression somewhere between mischief and desire on her face. One arm trailed behind her. She pulled forward and a girl emerged in an almost identical dress. I stared intently at the girl.
"You and mummy are married now," said Alice.
I looked up to Eve. She hadn't moved, her expression had not changed. She stared back at me. There was absolute stillness.
I looked down to Alice. She wore makeup I now noticed, her lips full and red, her eyes shadowed, her face and hair a mirror image of her mother. The only difference is that Alice wore a big smile. I looked back to Eve. I was, not for the first time since I had met Eve, shocked out of all words. I stared.
"So, sir, will you have us?" asked Eve, a suggestive edge to her voice.
My cock, I noticed, was throbbing. I stared into Eve's eyes, those dark pools of filthy, erotic promise. I was dimly aware there was an edge. I stepped off it. "I will," I said.
They entered the room and shut the door behind them.
The bed was high, with the mattress at about waist height. Eve lifted Alice under her arms and popped her sitting on the edge of the bed, a wide grin on Alice's face. Eve turned back to me and reached out her hand toward me, "Come sir, I will demonstrate my love and gratitude in a thousand ways."
I walked over to her and took her hand. We stood facing each other at the end of the bed, Alice to one side of us, sat looking up smiling.
Eve began to undress me. Once all my clothes were removed, Eve dropped to her knees in front of me. My semi-hard cock pulsing rhythmically to my beating heart. I looked down at Eve as she opened her mouth and began to lick underneath my balls in wide, wet sweeps of her fully outstretched tongue, all the time staring up into my eyes. I glanced briefly at Alice who was watching her mother intently, a smile still on her face and idly swinging one leg back and forth. Eve pushed deeper underneath me in a long lick of my scrotum and my cock fully hardened. Aching and throbbing with each lick. Eve moved slowly up and around my balls, lick by lick and then continued inching up my cock until she reached the tip. She sucked the end of my cock into her mouth, my arms went up in the air, tensing and stretching, a moan of pleasure escaping from my mouth. The hot, tight, wetness of her mouth squeezing the tip of my cock, her tongue lapping it underneath within her mouth.
"God I'm going cum," I said.
Eve stopped and removed her mouth from my cock. "So soon, sir?" she asked, "I have barely begun."
I shrugged, "There's a lot going on here," I said, smiling.
Eve reached out an arm towards Alice, beckoning. Alice slid down from the bed and moved close to Eve. Eve put her arm around Alice and pulled her close, in front of her but also slightly to one side, so Alice's face was not far from Eve's, their bodies pressed together. Eve looked up at me, and keeping her arm wrapped around Alice holding tightly, took a playful lick at the tip of my cock. It throbbed. I kept my eyes locked on Eve's and she repeated this torturous pleasure, over and over again. My breathing become irregular. Eve continued to playfully lick, teasing me, on and on. As she did so, the burning desire to cum became more and more insistent. Staring into those gorgeous green eyes, desire or rage or lust ignited in me. The urge to grab her head and fuck her mouth as hard and deep as I could until I shot my hot cum down her throat was overwhelming. Those eyes, those fucking eyes.
"Look at her," someone said.
It was Eve that had spoken. She took another quick lick at the tip of my cock. "Look at her." she said again, "Look. At. My. Daughter."
My eyes had never moved from Eve's. I looked at Alice. She was smiling up at me, pretty dark eyes and deep red lips. Eve took another lick at the tip of my cock and and spasms ran up my back and out throughout my body, my cock pulsing and jerking. Again Eve's tongue flashed out and Alice looked briefly to my cock as her mother licked it and then back to me, again my body shuddered and cock writhed. My eyes were now glued to Alice's. Eve continued. My focus narrowed once more as raging, aching, desire overcame me. There was only Alice, staring up at me. There was only the burning pleasure. I was dimly aware that I was holding my breath.
A whispered voice, "You want to cum on her face, don't you, sir?" Another lick, more spasms. Held here on the edge of orgasm, staring into Alice's pretty eyes, I couldn't think. The words excited me, the dirty talk, this forbidden depravity.
Whispered again, "You want to cum in her mouth, don't you?" Another lick, my whole body shuddered, my cock ached. I could not answer, Alice's face grew more and more alluring and beautiful by the second.
An even quieter whisper, "You can cum in her mouth, sir." Another lick, more spasms, cock throbbing, body shuddering. As I comprehended the words I almost came immediately. The licking ceased. There was only Alice, that innocent, pretty, inviting face. "Will you give my daughter your cum, sir? Will you pump your hot cum into her tight, young, hot mouth?"
Sanity had been overwhelmed by lust. I must have nodded. My cock was in front of Alice's beautiful, young face. Her smiling eyes looking into mine. Her mouth opened wide and her tongue pushed out stretching as far as it would go. Eve's hand guided my cock slowly, slowly towards Alice's open mouth. The tip made gentle contact with her tongue, then her lips, pushing slowly inward. The whole head of my cock entered her mouth and she closed her mouth around it and started to suck.
Eve's hand released my cock and reached around me and between my legs to press a finger to my anus, slowly moving back and forth with a gentle pressure.
Alice sucked. I looked down at her, my cock disappearing into her mouth. Neither of us moved. In the agony and the beauty I lost myself. "Cum", whispered a voice, "please, sir, please, fill my daughters mouth with your cum. It is only what you are owed for such kindness as you have taken upon us." Alice increased her grip. Eve's finger tip pushed inside my arsehole.
"Yes," I said quietly. "Yes. So beautiful." I started to shoot hot cum into her mouth. Her smiling eyes shot closed on the first blast of cum, then quickly opened. She shaped her lips so my cum ran from the corners of her mouth, down her chin. Another burning wave of pleasure shot through my body and I shot a second load of cum into that beautiful mouth, more cum dribbling down her face. I pumped wave after wave of cum into her mouth, a rhythmic pulsing ecstasy.
I heard a whispered voice, "I give this to you, sir."
Alice's smiling eyes, the cum gushing from her mouth over her chin, my cock jerking and throbbing, a flowing river of hot pleasure, inside her. Her young childlike face, small, innocent, pure. I felt a rush of wanton anger, excitement and lust at the wrongness of this, so dirty, forbidden, depraved, but permitted, desired, granted. My hot cum inside her, running out of her. I strained to get every last drop out of me and into her, my body tensing, relaxing. Until eventually, she had all I could give. I sighed.
Alice pulled back and released my cock. She closed her mouth briefly, opened it again, then pushed her tongue out wide and proudly, smiling eyes looking up at me and then turning to the side to show her mother.
I was feeling weak and faint, my legs were failing me. I dropped to one knee and then slowly collapsed to the side, propping myself up on the side of the bed and slid to completely sit on the floor. Eve still held Alice close with one arm. My cum was all down Alice's chin and neck, running over her dress. Eve whispered something in Alice's ear and released her. Alice crawled over to me and started to clamber on to me. I re-positioned myself to accommodate her as she climbed into my lap and rested her head on my chest, her face up turned toward me. I cuddled her without thinking, squeezing her gently. I was naked, she felt good. I closed my eyes.
I opened my eyes a moment later as Eve had moved over and joined our embrace. She whispered quiet words of praise into Alice's ear, most of which I could not quite catch. I saw Alice grin more widely. Eve lifted her head and I looked down at the pair of them. Alice looking up at me, Eve looking down at Alice. "You are a messy little girl," said Eve, and took a quick lick at Alice's neck. Alice giggled, still looking at me. "What a lovely mess you've made," Eve said, and set about licking my cum from Alice's neck. While Eve worked, Alice wriggled and giggled. Eve surveyed her handiwork, the corners of Alice's mouth and chin were still covered in my cum. As Eve moved in slowly toward Alice's face she looked up into my eyes. Staring into my eyes she slowly reached out her tongue and lapped my cum from the corner of Alice's mouth. Then again, slowly and never taking her eyes from mine, licked the cum from Alice's chin. Cleaning her daughters face completely. My cock twitched and Eve flashed me a wicked smile. Then Eve enclosed us both in her arms, snuggled into the knot of bodies and my eyes closed once more.
When I opened my eyes again I wasn't sure how much time had passed. It couldn't have been long, we hadn't moved and my back and legs were only just starting to ache from being squashed into a contorted position. I took a deep breath and Eve looked up at me.
"If we're sleeping," I said, "I need to get to the bed, my old bones."
"Sir!" said Eve, "There will be no sleeping on our wedding night." Eve pushed herself up to press her lips into my ear and whispered into it, "There will be fucking, and licking, and grinding, begging and pleading. There will be no hole not explored with finger, with tongue, with cock." I felt my cock become rock hard. "No taboo not broken." She kissed my ear. "No sin not indulged." She kissed my ear again, "Sir," she added.
We all untangled ourselves from one another and stood. I stood naked, hard cock once again pulsing with the rhythm of my heart. Alice stood watching it as Eve set about unlacing her daughters dress. Once removed Alice stood naked save for white panties and white holdups. Eve rose, turned her back to me, lifted her arms and said, "Please, sir, will you assist?"
I began to unlace Eve's dress. As I concentrated on the small knots I felt my cock pushed down and spring up. I looked down and saw Alice was looking at me. Finger of one hand in her mouth, the other hand held just near my waggling cock. She giggled and reached out again to pull it down and release it once more. I made an effort to compose myself and turned my attention back to unlacing Eve. It took a while but I eventually freed Eve from her dress, all the time making an effort to ignore Alice playfully bending my cock downwards and letting it spring back up. Eve's dress dropped to the floor, revealing her white bra, white stockings and suspenders and white panties, not dissimilar from Alice. Eve turned around to face me just as Alice had my cock at it's lowest point, she watched Alice release it. Alice looked up at her mother and giggled. Eve said nothing. We both stood looking down watching Alice. After looking between us both, Alice took our silence for permission and continued the same process, pulling on my cock, watching it bounce around as she let it go. She continued this for some time.
"Harry's thingy is hard and springy," said Alice, giggling again.
"That is Harry's hard cock," said Eve, reaching around and unhooking her bra, tossing it to one side, revealing her huge, fantastic breasts, which had hardly moved with it's removal. "He is going to put it inside mummy, aren't you, sir?"
"I am," I said.
Eve reached down between her legs, sliding fingers over her pussy and began to slowly rub. "He's going to slide it into mummy's mouth, aren't you, sir?"
"I am," I said.
"He's going to ram it into mummy's arse, aren't you, sir?"
"I am," I said.
Alice continued to play with my cock, watching it spring up and down.
"He's going to slam it in and out of mummy's pussy, aren't you, sir?"
"I am," I said.
"Is he going to cum in you again mummy?" asked Alice.
"No Alice," said Eve, "after doing all those things to mummy, he's going to push his hard cock into your little pussy and fill it with his warm cum, aren't you, sir?" Eve's hand was rubbing her own pussy slightly faster now.
"I,", I trailed off, hesitant.
"You want to feel that don't you Alice," said Eve, "just like the warm cum in your mouth, but feel that in your little pussy?"
Alice moved her hand from my cock to between her own legs, feeling her pussy, considering. Alice giggled, "that won't fit mummy, it's too big."
"He's going make it fit, Alice. He's going to push it so hard that the tip will squeeze inside of your little pussy, and once he's pushed it inside, he's going to fill your pussy with his cum, aren't you, sir?"
I looked down at Alice. She stood looking up at me, she looked uncertain, one hand still absently fingering her pussy.
She was a picture of perfection, an offering. "I am," I said quietly.
Alice's smile returned.
Eve moved and knelt down in front of Alice, she slowly hooked her fingers under Alice's panties and pulled them downward. I watched as Alice's perfectly smooth pussy mound was revealed. Once removed, Eve stood and removed her own.
A few minutes later Eve was sat up on the bed, with her back leaning against the headboard, legs stretched out in front of her, one hand between her legs with fingers pushed into her pussy. I was slowly crawling over the bed towards her. As I approached, Eve beckoned for Alice to crawl over and sit next to her, she did so. Alice copied her mothers positioning, and pushed some of her fingers into her own pussy, again copying her mother.
I positioned myself kneeling in front of Eve, straddling her, my cock directly in front of her face. "Are you to face fuck me, sir?" she asked?
"I most certainly am," I said, grabbing my cock and pushing it down to align with her mouth.
"We must not leave Alice out of the fun," she said.
I must have looked confused. Eve grasped the index finger of my free hand and moved it over to Alice's mouth. Getting the idea, I gently moved my finger over Alice's lips. She opened her mouth slightly and I gently pushed my finger into her mouth two the second knuckle. She began to suck it, her eyes smiling. Alice's hand moved in movements mimicking her mothers, fingers moving in and out of her pussy.
I turned my attention back to my cock and Eve's mouth. I slowly rubbed my cock over Eve's dark red lips. Her mouth opened and I traced the circle of her mouth with the head of my cock. Her tongue pushed out to meet the tip, inviting me inside. I took the offer and slowly pushed my cock into her mouth as she stared at me with those radiant green eyes, her eyes locked on mine.
As I slowly pushed the tip of my cock in and out of Eve's mouth, I noticed Alice had grasped my hand with one of hers and was pushing and pulling my finger in and out of her mouth to the same rhythm, her eyes fixed on her mothers face and my probing cock.
I gradually made my strokes deeper, pushing deeper into Eve's hot mouth. She sucked and danced her tongue around over my head and shaft as I slowly fucked her mouth. Alice sucked my finger deeper into her mouth too.
After some time I could feel my climax rising. I withdrew my cock right to the tip, stopped briefly, and then slowly, slowly pushed it in, on and on, not stopping this time, on and on, past the back of Eve's throat, feeling the tight pressure on the tip of my cock as I continued to push it as far as it would go. My head rolled back and I closed my eyes. I felt her face press into my stomach and my balls press firmly into her chin. I pushed firmly, my cock jerked and throbbed in her throat. I felt Alice suck my finger completely into her mouth. I stayed like that for a moment, rocking myself gently against Eve's face, face fucking her as deeply as I could, dancing on the edge of orgasm. Before I past the point of no return, I withdrew my cock completely from her mouth. She gasped for air. I looked down, she still stared up at me, eye makeup now slightly smudged from watering eyes. When her breathing had slowed and my own orgasm had backed off, I pushed my cock deep into her throat again. Again Alice copied the movements, sucking my finger into her mouth deeply. I kept my eyes fixed on Eve as I pushed my cock into her, "Take that fucking cock," I whispered down at her, "take that cock like the dirty slut you are." Again I pushed my balls into her chin and held for as long as I could before I was in danger of not being able to withdraw. I pulled my cock out of her throat. She gasped for air again, saliva dribbled down her chin onto her breasts. I held there, holding my cock in front of her mouth, looking down at beautiful face. She could tell I couldn't take any more.
"I want to feel you in my arse, sir," she said.
I didn't need a second invitation, but I also needed some time to calm down. Withdrawing my hand from Alice's mouth I shuffled backwards. Eve slid down the headboard so she was lying down, her head on a pillow. Alice copied her movements. Both of them maintained one hand rubbing their pussy's. Eve spread her legs and pulled them as far back as she could, exposing her pussy and arsehole to me. Alice did the same.
My attention was pulled immediately to Alice. Her little hairless pussy, pussy lips slightly parted with the spreading of her legs, tiny arsehole just below. I realised I had never seen such a sight. A perfect young girls pussy, spread for me, a slight moist sheen between her pussy lips visible as her fingers moved over it, slowly rubbing.
"My arse, sir," came a voice.
I looked back at Eve. Her expression stuck me as mock wicked incredulity. I shuffled back further and lay on my front, my face directly in front of Eve's pussy. I reached out with my tongue, and gently and slowly dragged it over her arsehole. She sighed and the movement of her fingers over her clit increased. I moved my tongue back and forth over her arsehole, getting it wetter, and gradually increasing the pressure. I knew Eve loved having her arsehole licked, and I needed the time to cool off, so I continued this for some time. I begin to push harder with my tongue, probing her anus, followed by long licks. Her hand moved faster. Her breathing sped up. I continued probing and licking, probing and licking. She gave a loud moan and her body tensed and shook. Pussy juices gushed out over her hand and ran down her arse over my face and lapping tongue. I continued licking until eventually her hand stopped rubbing and her body came to a rest.
I was giving her no break. I immediately pulled myself up over her, positioning my cock between her legs. I bent down and smothered her with deep open mouthed kisses, she rose to meet me. Both of us now covered in her juices, tongues probing mouths. My cock strained and throbbed. I pushed myself back up to a kneeling position, grabbed my cock and held the tip to her arsehole. I applied light pressure and looked up into her eyes, about to push into her arse.
The expression on her face stopped me immediately. "This is our wedding night, sir," she said, "all of us, all sharing in the celebration of each other." Eve looked slowly over to Alice.
Alice had released her legs and they lay flat on the bed but slightly spread. Her hand still rubbed her pussy. I backed up and shuffled over towards Alice. As I did so Eve dropped her own legs flat and rolled over on her side towards Alice, coming to a rest with Alice pressed up against her. Eve began to whisper in Alice's ear words I could not hear. Alice lifted her legs back again, easily bringing them up to her head with her flexibility. Once more exposing that perfect young hairless pussy and neat arsehole.
I positioned myself with my head between Alice's legs. I reached my tongue out towards Alice's arsehole. My cock was raging and thrashing, aching and throbbing, I had to raise my hips a bit to ease the pressure in case I came right there. My wet tongue gently brushed Alice's arsehole, and I slowly moved it in circles, again probing and licking as I had with Eve. I saw Eve's hand appear over the top of Alice's, adjusting, guiding. I continued to lick and push my tongue into Alice's arse. After a while Eve removed her own hand, leaving only Alice's hand rubbing her pussy, mostly focused on her clit now. I continued licking, taking longer and longer strokes up her crack, extending them over her pussy. Her pussy was perfectly smooth on my tongue. I felt briefly the rise of an orgasm and lifted my hips away from the bed even more. My cock was raging.
I kept licking. After some time I noticed Alice's breathing. It struck me that her breathing was not something that had ever been noticeable at any time before. Light, gentle gasps, she lifted her hips up to meet me. Holy shit, I thought, she's going to cum. Her body gave little shudders and she squealed, her hand suddenly a blur. Her pussy visibly moistened, I kept licking in long rapid stokes, over her arsehole to pussy lips, her juices now covering my tongue. When her hand stopped moving, I stopped licking. She removed her hand from her pussy. My cock felt like it was under high pressure and would explode into a thousand pieces at any moment. Not entirely sure what do next, I instinctively planted light kisses all over her pussy. After short a while she started giggling and wriggling, "It tickles, it tickles," she said.
I stopped kissing and raised my head to look up at Alice and Eve. Both were smiling down at me.
"Did you enjoy that, Alice?" asked Eve?
"It was fun," said Alice, "and all warm and then tingly. I want to do it again."
Eve smiled. "You will have to wait," she said. Eve rolled to the side onto her back once again, lifting her legs to her head. "Sir, you were about to have your way with me," she said.
I shuffled over to Eve and knelt between her legs. As I did so Eve turned to Alice, "Move close, Alice," she said.
Alice did so, pushing up as close as she could and copying her mothers position, legs spread held back over her head. Eve turned back to me and said, "You were about to have your way with us," she said.
Not sure about the logistics of this my cock wasn't giving me time to do any detailed planning. I guided my cock up to Eve's arse, pressed the tip to her arsehole, and applied pressure until the tip popped inside. Eve gasped. I pushed my middle finger into Eve's wet pussy and then reached over with it to Alice. I pushed the tip of my wet finger into Alice's arsehole and started to fuck them both.
I managed to find an arrangement of legs and the one I could actually use for the purpose, to hold myself in a position from which I could fuck Eve's arsehole and approximate those movements with my finger in Alice's arsehole. I actually smiled to myself, this was not something for which one could practice, it wasn't easy. It wasn't easy physically or psychologically. My attention wanted to be in too many places at once. Alice's beautiful hairless and wet pussy, her slight wriggling and little sounds, the sensation of my finger pushing in and out of her arse, the sight of my finger in her arse, Eve's gasps and moans somewhere between pain and pleasure, Eve's hand briskly hammering her clit, her fingers diving periodically inside her wet pussy, my sight of my cock disappearing into her arsehole, the sensation of her tight hot arsehole gripping my cock. It was all way too much.
"Oh, fuck," I said, as something melted away, I, myself, dissolved into the depravity, lust and desire. I rammed my cock balls deep into Eve's arsehole, simultaneously ramming my finger as deep as it would go into Alice's arse. Eve's shrieked and Alice squealed. There was only the animal instinct to thrust, and I did so, over and over again, as hard I could, fucking that arsehole, looking down on Eve's writhing body, her massive tits bouncing up and down, her gasps and cries, there was only the desperate need to feel the gushing of hot cum out of me. Eve was gasping and moaning, "Sir, use me, use me." Frustration at my awkward body position won over and I withdrew my finger from Alice's arse, I pushed myself forward to better position myself to fuck Eve, propping myself up with both arms. As I adjusted my body position I grabbed Alice and pulled her in close, in between Eve and I now, she had one leg thrown over her mothers stomach, laid on her side, face pressed into the side of her mothers chest. I squeezed myself down on both of them, embracing them both, pushing deep into Eve, fucking, fucking her as hard as I could with desperate fury. I wanted to merge with them, fuck us all into one writhing mass of sex and lust and hot gushing cum. I pulled my cock out to the tip and then plunged it as deep as I could, over and over again. Eve's cries exciting me more and more. Over and over again I thrust.
Suddenly I stopped, balanced on the edge. Wanting release but wanting this to last forever. Something pushed into my mouth, fingers. Fingers pushed my tongue down, almost choking me, gripped, pulled, moving my whole head. Eve's face came into view, her hand half in my mouth squeezing my jaw. "Do it," she gasped, "cum, now."
I fell into them both, squeezing them, writhing bodies, cries, gasps and moans. I let go completely and fucked her with all I had. I might have been licking and kissing one of them, Alice or Eve I wasn't sure, did it matter? I was riding an overwhelming wave of pressure, I might have been roaring out loud, a moment of hard punctuated thrusting, and then a hot explosion, a river of gushing bliss pumping out of me into them. Cumming, cumming inside them. Licking Alice's mouth, cumming and thrusting, licking Eve's mouth, hot gushing and pulsing. My lips meeting their lips, tongues probing, wetness, merging bodies, a river of pleasure spraying into them. I was lost, there was only the hot pleasure, the writhing, the tongues, and then, blackness.
I awoke from my nap to find us all still wrapped another one another, pressed together in a tangle of limbs. I lifted my head from Eve's breasts and her eyes opened. "Are you a bear, sir?" she asked, "licking and biting and roaring with love and desire?"
There was a giggle and I saw Alice's eyes were open too.
I gave a playful growl looking at Alice, she giggled again. I started to untangle myself from the bodies. Once free, I rolled to the side onto my back, relaxing and giving a long sigh. "Fuck," I whispered to myself under my breath.
There were suddenly arms and legs, Alice crawled on top of me, dropping herself down to lay with her head on my chest, legs either side of me. She cuddled me and wriggled, pressing into me getting comfortable. I wrapped my arms around her. She was small, warm, naked. I closed my eyes.
With movement around my head, I opened my eyes. Eve was kneeling over me, one leg either side of my head. Without saying a word, she spread her pussy lips with her fingers and lowered herself down on to my mouth. I pushed my tongue into her pussy and began to lick. With quiet moans she pressed down on me, rubbing her pussy over my mouth more and more insistently. I pushed out my tongue and held it there, she rubbed her clit and pussy over it, wordlessly using me. Faster and faster. I licked and sucked as best I could as she squashed down on me, pressing into my face. A hand grabbed my hair and pulled my head up hard painfully, I kept licking. I heard a quiet, strained, "Fuck", from above. She tensed and shook, pulled harder on my head, pressed down harder grinding her pussy into my mouth, then spasms and juices flowing over my face. Her hand relaxed it's grip on my hair but she kept rubbing herself on my face, continued to grind her pussy and it's juices into my mouth. She slowly became more gentle, and eventually, she stopped moving.
Lifting herself up of me, she crawled around to lay next to Alice and I. Pressing herself into my side, she threw one leg over my legs and an arm over Alice and me. She squeezed into us, her face next to mine. I turned to her. She was smiling. Her eyes looked around my face, she kissed me, then started to lick gently at my cheeks, my chin, licking her pussy juices off my face. I could feel my cock was hard again, twitching and pulsating. She licked my lips slowly and then pushed her tongue into my mouth. We kissed. She laid her head back down and her eyes slowly closed. I closed mine too, and lay there feeling the warm embrace of their bodies, my twitching cock, beating hearts, slow breathing. I relaxed into the sexual afterglow.
There was whispering in my ear, I awoke slowly, taking moment to be able to focus on the words. "...inside, don't you, sir? You can. I want to watch you use her. You want to hear her cries, don't you, sir? Listen to her whimper as you push deeper and deeper into her, feel her young hot pussy stretch around your cock, gripping you, pulling you in. I want you to fuck her, slam into her, pounding and pounding looking deep into my eyes. Shoot your hot cum into her tight pussy, looking into my eyes. Knowing that it is I, sir, that gives you this gift. I give you all of me. I give you all of my daughter. I give you my daughter to use."
My cock was hard, straining, twitching. I opened my eyes and turned my head to the side to look into Eve's eyes. We stared into each others eyes for a while, then Eve said, "Alice, come to mummy, our good sir needs to have his way with us."
Alice raised her head from my chest and began to crawl off me. Eve shuffled across the bed to sit with her back propped up against the headboard, then slid down until she was mostly laying down, but still with her shoulders and head propped up by the headboard. She stretched out her arms towards Alice who clambered on top of her. "Turn over, baby," said Eve.
As I pulled myself up onto my knees, I watched Eve re-position Alice so that Alice was laid on top of Eve with her back pressed into Eve's chest, both had legs spread wide. Alice's tiny smooth pussy directly above Eve's. One of Eve's hands lay across Alice's chest, the other slowly stroked Alice's hairless pubic mound.
I approached them, cock reaching out before me. Eve's pussy was dripping wet and I positioned my cock between her pussy lips and then in one smooth motion pushed balls deep into her. We both gasped. I slowly repeated this motion, getting my cock good and wet.
Eve said, "Isn't she pretty, sir?" Eve's hand moved slowly over Alice's chest, "Her pretty little boobies." Eve's hand slid up Alice's face, a finger pushing gently into her mouth and tracing her lips, "Her pretty little mouth." Eve smoothed Alice's hair, "Her pretty little eyes." Eve's hand moved back to Alice's chest and began to move slowly and idly over her tiny breasts and nipples. Eve's other hand, the one on Alice's pubic mound, moved forward and downward. Eve's fingers slowly encircling Alice's smooth pussy, pressing gently and spreading Alice's pussy lips wide, "Her pretty little pussy."
I pulled my cock out of Eve and moved back so I could bend my head down in front of Alice's pussy. I took a long, wide, wet lick. Alice wriggled, Eve held her. I licked again, and again, getting her as wet as I could. I pushed my tongue as deep as I could into her tiny, tight pussy. She wriggled more and I heard her giggle. I pushed my index finger into Eve's wet pussy, covering my finger in her juices, and then pushed it slowly into Alice's pussy, just up to the first knuckle. Alice squealed and wriggled, Eve held her. I slowly and gradually worked my finger deeper into her. She wriggled and gave quiet little cries, "It feels funny, mummy," she said.
Eve made shushing noises, "It's OK baby, just relax, you want to be good for mummy don't you? You want to be a big girl?"
Eventually my finger was all the way inside Alice's pussy. I lapped at her clit instinctively for a while, my finger remaining motionless inside her. After some time I felt her pussy briefly contract around my finger. I continued licking. Her pussy kept flexing around my finger, her wriggling continued, the noises she made sounded more like squeaks of pleasure, Eve held her.
"Sir?" said Eve.
I looked up.
"Fuck my daughter," she said.
I knelt back up and moved in, my cock still hard and throbbing. I grabbed my cock and guided it towards Alice's now glistening open slit. Eve's fingers still stretched Alice's pussy wide open. The head of my cock pressed gently to the opening, I almost came just from the sight. I held there. I looked up to meet Eve's eyes. She was looking down watching my cock but looked up to to meet my gaze. The expression on her face was complicated, eagerness, hunger, a dirty grin and in her eyes something wild, perhaps madness. Something in me recognised that madness now, the same raging animal lust that I had abandoned myself to. Eve nodded at me and looked quickly back to my cock.
I looked down and began to gently push my cock forward into Alice's wet pussy lips. There wasn't much progress before resistance stopped me. Eve's fingers pulled wider, stretching Alice's pussy lips even more. I pushed harder, nothing. Harder still. A dull whine began to come from Alice, Eve made more shushing sounds, she was whispering words to Alice but I could make them out. My attention was fixated on the tip of my cock, those tiny, smooth pussy lips stretching around it. I pushed harder still and some resistance gave way, the head of my cock pressed half way in. Alice cried out quietly. Eve withdrew her hand from Alice's pussy and both her arms wrapped Alice, holding her tightly. I pushed on, Alice's whine constant now. So tight, so beautiful, those tiny hips, that smooth white skin. I needed to feel that moment of entry, I pushed with determination. The head of my cock popped inside Alice's pussy. Alice cried out, suddenly writhing, Eve held tightly. Alice's legs moved to close but Eve wrapped them with her own, pinning them spread wide.
I changed position now. Moving forward over them, propping myself up with my arms, legs out behind me. The tip of my cock resting inside Alice's pussy. Held tightly by her pussy muscles. I felt one of Eve's hands on my back, pulling me down. I lowered myself to squash into Alice, my body weight pressing down on her, my cock remaining motionless. Eve's other hand wrapped around me and down to my arse, trying to push my arse forward, urging me on. I resisted and remained still. I looked down into Eve's beautiful face, dark eyes looking into mine, the filthy grin on her face, exciting me, igniting more and more desire. "Let me watch as you push into her," Eve said. "Do it now, take her."
Staring into Eve's eyes, I pushed my cock forward into her young daughters pussy. Alice renewed her crying and whining, she was bucking and writhing under me but she was held firmly between Eve and I. Eve's face, the lustful madness, her face was the mirror of my own pleasure at that moment, urging me on. I couldn't stop. I pushed on and on, very slowly, but continuously onward, continuously deeper, tighter and tighter. Alice's cries became louder, her struggles more wild.
Eve's face only became more lustful, more beautiful. Alice's cries excited me even more, an erotic roleplay, pleading. I pushed into her further. "So, so, fucking hot, so fucking tight," I whispered.
Alice's struggles suddenly became wild and manic, both Eve and I adjusted to restrain her. I rammed down as hard as I could, my balls slapped against Alice's arse, I pressed as deeply as I could, my entire cock inside her.
Alice screamed. I stared into Eve's eyes as she watched me, my pleasure reflected on her face. In my peripheral vision I could just make out a hand move over Alice's mouth. Her screams became muffled.
I glanced down at Alice. Her eye makeup was smudged and running down beneath her eyes over her cheeks. She was still screaming, although muffled by Eve's hand pressed tightly over her mouth. She bucked and writhed, screaming and crying. I looked back to Eve. Eve's expression hadn't changed. "Fuck her," she said, "look into my eyes as you fuck her. Look into my eyes as you cum inside her."
I had no thoughts now. Just burning animal lust. I started to pull my cock out of Alice's pussy. I pulled it out right to the tip, stopped for a moment, and then rammed it in as hard as I could, my eyes not leaving Eve's. Alice screamed a long, high pitched wail. Eve's filthy grin widened and she nodded slightly. I pulled out right to the tip of my cock and slammed down again, and again, and again. Wildly fucking Alice as hard and fast as I could. Alice's screaming was animal now, jerking breaths, cries, screams, twisting and struggling with all her strength as I hammered into her, again and again. Her screams and struggles exciting my animal rage, the desire to take her, own her, use her. Eve held her more tightly. We continued to stare into each others eyes as I fucked her daughter with all I had. Sweat covered me. I was panting and gasping with the exertion. On and on I fucked. Writhing, screaming, crying, grinning, tight hot wetness gripping my cock, rhythmic slapping, Eve's green eyes, the lustful madness, smiling and nodding, encouraging me onward, pleading, our bodies tangled and in constant motion from Alice's wild bucking. I had lost myself. This was heaven, or hell, I didn't care. There was only lust, rage, penetration, possession.
My fucking became more and more ferocious. Cum, I needed to cum inside Alice, come in this little girl's pussy. My groans had become grunts and were turning into punctuated roars. Eve and I, our eyes still locked. I felt like I was going to cum deep into those eyes, those beautiful, fucked up, dirty whore eyes. Hands cupped my face, Eve's hands, one hand on each cheek she held my face, staring into me. Part of me noticed Alice had gone silent, limp. Eve squeezed my face lightly, her expression turning into one of absolute agony and pleasure, mirroring my own I felt, she was nodding at me. "Come on baby," she said, "you're going to cum aren't you? You're going to come inside my little girl, you love my little girls pussy don't you? You love my little girls pussy, so tight for you. I know baby, you just want to fuck my baby girls tight little cunt, shoot your hot cum deep inside her." She held my face, nodding, staring into my eyes, her expression of pleasure and pleading. "You can, you can," she said, still nodding, "you can cum inside her, baby. I'm giving her to you, do it now, now."
Unintelligible curses were coming out of my mouth along with the roaring. Roaring and fucking towards a crescendo of pleasure. So desperate to get there. I gave all I had left into the effort of hammering Alice's pussy. The briefest moment of silence and stillness, and then a rushing torrent of liquid fire spraying out of my cock and waves of tingling ecstasy exploding across every part of my body. Staring into Eve's eyes, her expression had transformed into one of surprise and joy, grinning, nodding, "Yes baby, yes baby," she said. I continued to slam my cock into Alice's pussy. Wave after hot wave of cum shot from me. I couldn't allow this to end, I had to hold on to it forever. I kept fucking, staring at Eve, Alice's tight pussy gripping my cock, cum still pumping out of me with each thrust. With one last roar I slammed down into Alice, spent, exhausted. Eve squeezed my face, a beaming smile on hers, "That's it baby, squeeze all that cum into her."
My cock was deep in Alice, still throbbing and pulsating. I stopped moving, gasping for breath, staring into Eve's eyes. We stayed like that for a while. When my cock had stopped throbbing I glanced down at Alice. Her eyes were closed, saliva running from one corner of her mouth. Eve pulled my face back to meet hers. "That was beautiful," she said, "watching you cum inside her, I came just watching you, and you were fucking her so hard her arse cheeks were rubbing on my clit," she smiled.
I couldn't speak. I was too drained. The part of me that could form words had melted away and not yet returned. My cock was softening. Alice's pussy was so tight it was pushing my cock out rapidly. I started to push myself up and untangle my limbs. My cock popped out and I moved backwards, sitting back on the bed, Eve and Alice laid on their backs, legs spread before me.
My cum was seeping out of Alice's pussy, running down her arse crack and dripping on to Eve's pussy. Along with the dripping cum was a small amount of blood. Eve had started to push Alice off her, looking up at them I noticed Alice was unconscious. She flopped off Eve on to her back, her head resting on a pillow. Eve looked her over and pushed out her bottom lip, in what seemed like mock sadness. Eve slowly crawled over and down Alice's body, towards me. She stopped when her head was hovering over Alice's pussy. Eve looked down at Alice's pussy, "Poor little thing," she said. She lowered herself and lightly kissed Alice's pubic mound, once, twice. "What's he done to you," she said. She looked up at me, "You are such a dirty boy," she said, looking back down to Alice's pussy, "such a fucking delightfully dirty boy." She lowered her lips back down to Alice's pussy and slowly licked some of my cum off. She paused briefly, and then went to work slowly licking all over Alice's pussy, cleaning all the juices, the cum, the blood, cleaning it all with her tongue. She pushed her tongue as deep as she could into Alice's pussy, licking, kissing. I watched intently as she worked. She worked outwards with her tongue, leaving not one spot that she could reach untouched. When done, she pushed a finger deep into Alice's pussy, and then scrapped it forward, ushering out more juices which she began to lap up. She repeated this a few times whilst I watched, until she was satisfied with her cleanup job.
Eve looked up at me. The filthy grin was upon her face again, the hungry madness in her eyes. "Have you got any fantasies with an unconscious child?" she asked.
I was still recovering, words hadn't returned to me yet. I stared back at her, saying nothing.
Eve's eye narrowed, "I have," she said.
My cock twitched, Eve's eyes snapped to it. Her filthy grin widened.